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Phone Sex Operator Poem

"You have dialed one eight hundred pleasure"

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You've dialed one eight hundred pleasure,
Hey big boy, I'm here at your leisure.
I'm wearing an outfit made of leather.

Give me your credit card, it costs to play,
I'll delight you in so many ways.
I'm running a fifteen minute special, free today.

Oh baby, take out your cock,
I know precious you're hard as rock.
I'm a slut who loves dirty talk.

Sweetie, I'm fingering my wet, tight, slit,
Oh honey I'm playing with my tits.
My fingers are rubbing my pretty jeweled clit.

Imagine my mouth on your big stick,
I love to suck your big hard dick.
I'm bobbing along on your prick.

Oh sweetie, I want you to fuck me in my wet hole,
Thrust your cock in my cunt with your monster pole.
Sexy man you're in total control.

I want you to fuck me in my butt,
I'm your whore who likes dirty smut.
Your fucking me so hard; I feel your nuts.

Come on sweetie, come for me,
You want me to taste your golden pee.
Oh sugar, I'm on my knees.

You're enjoying this on the phone,
You're stroking fast with lots of groans.
You're coming so fast, while you moan.

Your time is up; it's time to go,
Time goes by so fast, I know.
I'm Roxie the phone sex hoe.

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Written by Mysteria27
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