Holy shit, dude – you really love to push it when it comes to edging that hard cock, don’t you? I mean, look at you – it’s like you’re not even there anymore. You’re just a cock-stroking masturbation maniac! You’re barely coherent, and yet you still want to keep going. All good, jerk boy. I know that at this point you’re so far gone you barely know where you are, so you probably need a gooning phone sex call so you can hand control over to me. If I know gooning is the game plan, there’s no way I’m going to let you cum too soon. I have no problem being the mean girl your cock needs to get the job done right.
Gooning phone sex can be a blast for a sadistic bratty domme like me. I love knowing that there’s some kind of self-induced suffering going on with your pleasure, and even more than that I love it when I have an opportunity to coach you in your torture. There are so many ways for me to torture you even though we’re talking on the phone, and gooning phone sex is especially fun because I love hearing you simply go stupid. I mean, most guys think with their cocks anyway, so you’re used to being stupid. It’s just more fun when you shamelessly show it off and don’t try to pretend otherwise.
Something tells me that having your cock in your hand is the most natural thing in the world to you. You probably stroke it every time you pull it out, no matter what you’re pulling it out for. All you want to do is rub the lamp, but you never want the genie to cum out. Extreme gooning phone sex only returns men like you to your purest form – nothing but lumps of human flesh and sexual arousal. It’s cool – I’m here for it. Just call Riley at 1 888 402 8669 for gooning phone sex while you still have enough functioning brain cells to dial the phone.