Hi Babe, it’s been a while since I posted. However, it has not been a while since I thought about you, since I thought about us, your cock, my mouth, but most importantly, how I make you feel. I’ll put my skills up against any other girl you scroll to see on your social media apps. My tits are as present as can be without being obnoxious. My legs are perfect, my ass inspires men to go to war. And I know that when you look into my eyes, you see unadulterated beauty that makes you want to fall in love.

But as gorgeous and as much lust as my body inspires, these are not the reasons why we have what we have with each other. You might have called me because my smile spoke to you. Or perhaps it was because you need to tell me what staring at my boobs is doing to you. More than likely, it was the combination of what your eyes told you to do, and because you dared to read my pages. From my About Me page to the Tidbits page, every line written on my phone sex website is me putting who I authentically am on display. And it is yours truly whom you fell for.

You don’t have feelings for the bounty of women who show off their curvy thighs and do their best to compete with AI-generated pictures. They used to motivate your balls into a fury, causing you to unload buckets upon buckets of cum. But you’ve seen enough. You’ve scrolled across the internet to the point where every piece of ass you see only reminds you of some thousand other tight bodies you won’t ever fuck. They don’t want to fuck you. They are giving you all they ever will, a teasing picture that invites your credit card to comply. I don’t want compliance (okay, well, I might, but it’s different, I think). I want to spend time with you. I want you to hear my voice, and not just a recording. A voice that wants to respond to what you want to tell me, be it about my luscious body or about your life. I want to make you cum, but I also want to be your secret girlfriend.

If nothing else, please remember this, babe. Those Instagram girls only remind you of the void in your life. I am here, ready to fill that void again.

Call me, baby.

I miss you…

I miss us.