Private Calls - Episode 13

Aurora Snow and her beautiful friends worked the phones like velvet. Fingers slid over slick skin. Lips parted with wet sounds that made grown men forget their names. Toys hummed low and steady while the women spoke soft filth into the receiver, giving callers exactly what they begged for in the dark. One woman arched hard as the toy pushed deeper, breath catching, voice still honeyed as she whispered instructions. Another licked her own fingers slow before pressing them inside, describing every inch she took, every tremor that followed. The calls kept coming. The heat never dropped.