Phone call doesn't stop

I decided to make it impossible for her to keep talking normally.

I sucked her clit harder, curling my fingers inside her and rubbing that spot I’d found last night. Alice’s thighs clamped around my head as her voice started to break.

“F-fuck… he’s… he’s really going for it now,” she gasped into the phone.

Her friend was fully into it now, laughing but clearly turned on.

“Oh my god, is he actually making you cum while I’m on the phone? You’re such a whore, Alice.”

Alice tried to answer but it came out as a moan. Her hand gripped my hair tighter, holding me exactly where she wanted me.

“Yeah… he is… and it feels so fucking good…”

I didn’t let up. I licked and sucked relentlessly, fingers pumping steadily until her thick body started to shake. She came hard with a loud, broken moan, her pussy pulsing around my fingers and flooding my mouth. She didn’t even try to stay quiet.

Her friend was cackling on the other end.

“Holy shit, I just heard that. You actually came. I’m so jealous right now.”

Alice was still catching her breath, legs trembling, but she managed to laugh weakly.

“Fuck… that was intense.”

She didn’t push me away. Instead, she kept her hand on the back of my head while she kept talking, giving her friend a play-by-play of how hard she’d just cum. I stayed between her legs, lazily licking her through the aftershocks, tasting how wet she was.

Eventually her friend had to go, still teasing Alice about being a filthy exhibitionist. Alice hung up, tossed her phone aside, and looked down at me with glassy, satisfied eyes.

She was still breathing hard.

“That was… really fucking hot,” she admitted.

I crawled up her body, my cock rock hard and leaking. She reached down and wrapped her hand around it, stroking slowly.

“So…” she said with a smirk, “what are you gonna do now that you’ve got me all worked up again?”