Call Center Entanglement
Description
Vocal Characteristics
Language
EnglishVoice Age
Middle Aged (35-54)Accents
US African AmericanTranscript
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Come here. I had to put a little bass in my voice so my beautiful guest could hear me over the nineties R and B I had played in the background. Amber was standing in the doorway of my bathroom with a towel wrapped around her body. She smirked before walking over to where I sat on the edge of the bed as she sat on my lap, I kissed her collarbone and thought to myself how much I love these sessions. We scheduled a few times a week, Amber and I worked together at a call center three times a week. She followed me from the employee parking lot to my apartment five minutes down the street. The routine was always the same. I'd roll up and she'd shower. I'd wait patiently for her to come out and then we'd enjoy each other. We'd have just enough time before she had to go home to her kids, a boy and a girl whom I've never met. Amber was 5 ft five with brown eyes, having kids gave her a thickness. I liked, she kept her hair long and straight. She was sexy without trying thick hips and a round fat ass completed the woman sitting on top of me staring into my eyes. I licked my lips, looking at her. Would you like some wine? I asked? Yes, please. She said and planted a quick kiss on my lips. I lifted her by the waist and sat her on the bed. I poured two glasses of wine and handed one to her. Amber took two sips and stared at me expectantly. Do you want something to eat? Amber said with a smile. Do you want to feed me? I said, licking my lips. No other words needed to be spoken. Amber grabbed my hand and pulled me to the bed. I landed on my back and opened my mouth. Amber wasted no time facing her back towards me and lowering her warm ***** into my mouth. Her sweet juices started dripping down my cheeks. I let my tongue stroke between her lips until she moaned my name. Oh my God. Twan Amber yelled. Her hips moved in the rhythm of my tongue as she leaned forward and grabbed my **** between her hands. She spit on it. And the next sound I heard.