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I've got great legs and long blonde hair, and ever since I left school, sex seems to have been associated with my work. I love being a phone sex girl because I get to work at home, and talk sex with horny men all the time. My story I used to do some part time delivery work for a flashy advertising agency. They used to pay me double to take artwork and stuff to client because I had a soft top Porsche sports car, and I wear short flared skirts. The account execs said that they usually got a call about me after my delivery, and they often got to sell some more work. It was a really hot summers day, and I had to rush some ad prelims over to a warehouse on the edge of town. I set off and thought how great life was cruising along in the sunshine, with the wind blowing in my hair, and my thighs rubbing together every time I changed gear. I was just approaching the entrance to the industrial estate that I was looking for, when a saw a great double line of traffic waiting to get in. I pulled up next to a big truck and saw that there was a tasty guy driving it, so I gave him a quick smile. He smiled back and I saw him looking at my legs. We moved forward a couple of legths and he stopped next to me again. He couldn't keep his eyes off my legs. I was starting to get a bit wet with the thought of what he could be doing to me, so when we moved forward again, I eased my skirt up so that my tiny white panties were showing. Another move forward gave me the chance to slip forward in my seat to expose even more of my wet panties. The truck stopped next to me again and I could see that the guy's arm was moving slowly and rhythmically. I realised that he'd got his cock out while he was looking at my pussy that was only just being covered my my tiny wet panties.
His arm started to move faster and he was getting really turned on by looking at my long legs and the promise that's between them. I slipped my hand down and started to stroke my pussy and my clit - all this had really got me going and I could feel my dampness leaking onto the car seat.
Just at that moment, the traffic seemed to clear and I drove on into the trading estate feeling as randy as hell. I found the warehouse pretty easily and parked the car.
To be continued ..... Want to find out what happened to me next? Come back soon and I'll tell you. |
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