Hey, I’m Karen, and I like to hurt men by extreme trampling and crushing. Taboo Phone Sex is always fun for me. Even bigger men, I find I can convince them to suffer for me if I tell them they’ll have a chance to service my luscious round ass. I like to come up behind my man of the moment, rest my chin on his shoulders as I caress his face with my French manicured nailed hands, and coyly ask him if he’d like me to sensually walk all over him. A little nibble to an ear lobe, a pretty French manicured finger slides across the man’s lips until he let’s it enter his mouth to suck on. My other hand reaches around and cups a pair of heavy balls through his pants. Erotic Domination Phone Sex is usually the downfall of perfectly good men. HaHaHaHaaa!
Once I’ve plied these guys with a few drinks that they’ve paid for, maybe a blunt or two shared, and they’re practically begging me to trample them under my hot wicked, black, stiletto heeled shoes. Of course I’m always happy to grace a man who’s willing to lay himself down, and become my welcome mat, with my sharp heeled twins. Once they’re down there, they hate to admit they can’t take the pressure or the sharp puncturing heels of my stilettos. Once I’m standing on top of my squirming suckers, Domination Phone Sex is all I have for them. I may flavor it with a bit of humiliation by feeding bloody heel tips into their mouths to suck clean. It’s amazing how still they remain when I slowly apply pressure of one foot across a man’s throat, until I have my full weight on it, and then I’ll slowly feed the other heel into his mouth again, just in case there’s still some of his blood on it. lolol Taboo Phone Sex is what get’s me creaming down my thighs, almost as much as when I slam the door on my freshly trampled loser’s asses, as they leave. lolol

