It’s okay for you to admit to me that you love glory hole phone sex. I have been to the booths in the back of the adult book store a few times myself. Not actually sucking or fucking the stranger cocks that poke out from behind the wall, but I’ve been there to encourage a few sissies that were a little to hesitant to go on their own.
I’ve noticed that when you walk into the room, you can always smell the scent of old sex. The stale, pungent odor of sweat and semen seems to radiate from everything. And sometimes the floors are so coated with jizz that your shoes stick to the floor. Most people would be so grossed out they wouldn’t dare to step foot in a place like that, but to cocksuckers like you, that’s part of its filthy charm, isn’t it? I mean, after all, you are looking for a downright dirty encounter, and if that doesn’t fit the theme, I don’t know what would.
I want to hear about all the naughty things you do in those video booths during our glory hole phone sex call. I think it is really hot to hear how got down on your knees in that dark, nasty room and sucked whatever the cock of whatever man decided to use your whore mouth. I want to hear about how you dressed, and if you were a good little bitch for the men that wanted to fuck your tight, puckered asshole. I want to know how many men you made cum, and where they came at! Or, if you need someone to encourage you to be the filthy little cum slut that you know you can be, call me and I’ll encourage you to go in there and take it like a good little faggot ought to.