Sure, why not?

You've watched a few YouTube videos of people turning the tables on telemarketers and have the urge to do so yourself. Pressing 1, you're quickly greeted by the sound of a woman's voice, tinged with an Indian accent.

"Hello sir, my name is Shereen. Would you like to hear more about our extended warranty options to cover yourself, and your car, from unexpected, and potentially costly, future repairs?" she asks, in her obviously well-rehersed line.

"Hi Shereen." you reply, ignoring her question. "My name's David. Can I ask where you're calling from?"

She has a response ready and begins to rattle off the name of the company she works for before you stop her mid sentence. "No Shereen, where in the world are you calling from? The U.S.? England? It sounds like you have an Indian accent. Are you calling from there?"

You've gotten her off script now and she has to decide how she's going to answer. She hopes that giving you a quick answer will appease you and you'll allow her to continue. "I'm calling from the U.S. sir, but I'm originally from India. Now, if you'll let me tell you about our extended warranty program..."

You don't let her finish, cutting her off once again. "You're from India? One of my favorite actresses is from India!" you exclaim.

"That's very good sir." she says, trying to regain control of the conversation.

"Priya Rai." you tell her, resisting her attempts at steering the conversation back to her extended warranty plan. "Have you ever heard of her?"

"No sir, I haven't, but perhaps I can tell you more about the benefits of..."

"Oh, you really need to check her out!" you say, stopping her mid sentence. "She's sooo hot! Her round ass, her big, fake tits, and watching her squirt! Oh fuck, it makes me cum every time!"

That final sentence is not at all what Shereen was expecting and blurts out "I'm sorry, sir, what are you talking about?!" before she realizes what she's doing.

"Priya Rai. She's a porn star." you explain. "You should really check her out! She gets so into her scenes that you can't help but jerk off when you watch her!"

Shereen has apparently had enough of this conversation and abruptly hangs up the phone with you, not even saying goodbye. Though Shereen didn't appear to like the phone call, it was more than enough to turn you on. Talking about jerking off to porn to a complete stranger and fantasizing about Priya has your cock straining against your pants. You speed home, anxious to release the growing tension in your loins and rush to your bedroom, locking the door behind you. Sitting at your computer, you pull up your favorite site, type in "Priya Rai squirt", and click on the first link you see. Rapidly jerking yourself off, you watch as Priya squirts on her man's face, begs to get fucked harder, then blow your load as you watch him shoot his cum across her squeezed together tits.

Once you've squeezed the last drop from your cock and cleaned yourself up, you happen to glance at your phone and see you have a missed call and voice mail. Listening to the message, you're shocked by who it is.

"Hello David, this is Shereen." you hear spoken in a whispered, Indian accent. "I just wanted to call and let you know, that after our conversation, you got me curious and I decided I needed to see for myself, this woman you were talking about. So, I went to a private bathroom, locked myself inside, and found a video of Priya getting fucked by a big, black man. Listening to her beg for his big, black cock to fill up her pussy while she played with her clit got my pussy so wet that I had to play with myself right there. I pictured it was my pussy that he was stretching out, my throat that was gagging on his dick, and my face that he covered with cum. As he shot his load on her face, I came all over my hand and had to hold myself up on the counter to keep my legs from buckling underneath me. I just wanted to say thank you for helping me have one of the best orgasms I've had in a long time. I've got to get back to work now, though. Goodbye."

"Un-fucking-believable!" you say, laughing to yourself as you flop onto your bed. If you hadn't just jerked off, that message would have definitely made you want to. Instead, you decide to save it for future use and close your eyes; images of hot and horny Indian women dancing through your head as you doze off.