So sometimes I let my phone sex job get the better of ME. I can’t help it. Like when I have guys saying how sexy MY voice is and stuff it just rocks! Well when I go to a drive thru. I just flip on that phone sex voice of mine especially when I hear a guys voice over the intercom. Poor dude. hahahaa. So picture it! I am in my car with 3 other friends, its a total late nite coffee run. I hear the spineless dweeb over the intercom and MY sex kitten voice clicks on. 3 coffees with 2 shots of cream. One frappe with extra whip cream. All we heard back was a grunt. I guess that was a drive forward. So we pull forward I am in total girls movie nite attire. My flip flops and pjs. sexy shorts and cami. So gigantic boner walks to the window and asks for the money. I have to lean back and grab the money from the waistband of my shorts. Well if his eyes didn’t pop out of his friggin head. I hand it to him. I could of sworn he turned and sniffed the money praying for the hint of pussy scent on it. Dumb ass! When the dateless wonder brought our coffee I took my frappe and ran my tongue through the whip cream like I was licking a pussy. His pimple face was turning bright red when we drove off laughin so hard. I so wanted to go back cause I had visions of him buttering a bagel and well u know. Its the only hole his dick will be finding thats hot and slippery. And YES I WILL be hitting that coffee shop lots. hahaha. That dude will dread seeing this prick tease in that coffee shop.
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