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Milf learns the appeal of being Submissive!

I must be spilling Milf pheromones wherever I go. At a neighborhood bar with a friend I
mentioned doing voice work for a phone sex service. The faces around me looked surprised
and the room got quiet. I thought, “Oh man, I shouldn’t have brought that up.” I went to the bar
for another drink and a man I hadn’t noticed yet approached me, “Did you say you did phone
sex?”
“No, I said I did some voice work, character descriptions, cues for the automated system, that
sort of thing.”
He kept pushing to know more. I admitted to writing one of the character descriptions. He asked
me to tell him about it. After revealing a sample of what I wrote he asked, “Does that sound like
you?” Holy shit it did. He was good. So I asked him a few questions, his age, what he does for
work, does he smoke? He answered no to the last question. “Damn. I’ve been chewing nicotine
gum for six weeks but had a few smokes today with my friend. If I put my tongue in your mouth
it’ll taste like cigarettes.” To this he stepped closer and replied, “No. It will taste like the beer you
are drinking. How are we going to make this happen?”
Less than an hour later we were checked into a hotel and he was taking my clothes off. I felt like
a goddess being worshipped as every part of my body was explored and appreciated with his
hands and his tongue. I felt like a slave when he drove his cock down my throat, choking me as
he made me swallow it. The combination was intoxicating. The curtains to the room were open
and the lights were on so anyone driving by could have seen him standing above me on the
bed, hands on my tits squeezing and pinching my nipples while he face fucked me with that
beautiful cock. My eyes watered as I gagged on the huge load of hot cum he shot down my
throat and I loved it. We fucked many times and in many ways before the sun came up. Once
nice slow grind, him stopping each time I was about to come. The tension built so when he let
me peak I couldn’t stop coming. He then positioned one of my knees over his shoulder, I moved
my hips to keep time with his strokes, loving the feeling of his balls slamming against my ass.
Then he put his hand to my throat. He was looking me in the eyes when he did it and in that
moment I understood the appeal of being a submissive.

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