Maybe you’re embarrassed by how much you think about my sweet, thick clit, hmm? Phyllis, the woman in the next cubicle peeks her head over the top of your little wall and sees your flushed, sweaty skin and asks, “Hey, are you feeling alright?” Your fingers fumble at the mouse as you close the shemale phone sex window on your computer and you blink. “Hmm…huh? What?” you manage to say, the image of my puffy, suckable nipples burned to your eyelids, and you want her to sit back down so you can close your eyes and see me there instead, crawling across your desk, my hard tranny dick dangling over your cold coffee.
This is the second time this morning you were almost caught looking at the shemale phone sex site, one hand on your desk, the other rubbing your cock, so hard it’s practically ripping your slacks. You came in early this morning just so you could chat with me before everyone got there, and now you’re feeling ashamed, scared someone will figure out that Mr. Boring Family Man has a delicious secret – he’s addicted to shemale phone sex and the fantasy of tasting Miss Vienna’s little brown sausage!
It’s okay, Honey – feel uncomfortable. I like it! Nothing makes the sweet precum leak out of my thick tranny cock as much as your fear of being caught! What will they say? What names will they have for you when they figure out that you’ve had enough pussy to last you a lifetime and now you crave the feel of my fat ladydick poking the back of your throat? How will you face them after they realize you came in your boxers at last week’s staff meeting when you imagined my cum bursting against your prostate and the feel of my tongue slurping it out of your average, pasty ass? Yes, you’ll be totally humiliated, but that doesn’t stop you from locking yourself in the men’s room and getting out your phone, dialing my number for more shemale phone sex!
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