The best phone sex can be rather unexpected. I was talking to a caller yesterday. My typical tiny white dick loser who dreams of being a black cock slut like me. I was humiliating him for his tiny pecker, along with sharing stories of my black cock exploits. He had a brilliant idea. He wanted me to relive some of my dirtiest black cock memories to share on our next call. So, this MILF tramp went trolling the public bathrooms at my neighborhood park. One of my dirtiest BBC memories was decades ago at this very same park in the men’s bathroom. I got gangbanged by a bunch of black dudes on a dirty bathroom floor.
I was hoping for something similar, but the bathroom looked a lot cleaner and now there were holes in the wall. My dirty fuck stop was now a glory hole palace. This is still a park in the hood, so I had no doubt that if I sat and waited I would get some dark meat through that hole. I had not sat down on the toilet for more than a few seconds when an anaconda poked out of the hole. I fell to my knees and slurped that dick like a dirty whore. I wanted his nut sack, but fuck, his cock barely fit through that hole. I was so turned on thinking I was a dirty slut. My pussy felt drenched. I finger fucked myself repeatedly. Then I decided to back my ass up on that cock.
I bent down and shoved myself on his fat fuck stick. I could hear him moaning through the wall. I was a glory hole whore. I love anal fucking, and he gave my ass a good workout. Fucked me hard, filled me up with a bucket of cum. I even sucked his dick clean after it had been up my ass. Pretty appropriate for random public bathroom fucking I thought. When I left, I bumped in to him leaving too. He was shocked that I was a woman. The park has changed over the years. He was expecting a gay guy on the other side. “Do you think a fag can suck Nigger dick better than a black cock whore,” I asked him. He just lucked out. I assured him he would never find a better black dick sucker than me.







How does one come to terms with their own sexuality? This is a question that I have spent many years trying to answer. I am sure you have to. I have found struggling with one’s own sexual demons can be a very hard road to walk alone. This is why I am here. My name is Sophia, and I am a fetish expert. You can bet that I have heard many more hot and kinky stories on my sex therapy phone line then I have heard from my patients face to face. Thier is a hidden saftety bubble when you call me. This does not mean I do not take my callers seriously. In fact, just the opposite! I find those who call are more desperate to come to grips, or just desperate for an understanding ear. I am all that and more.








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