Now is that a title or what? Ok first of all let me say that I know for a fact that my horny morning Canadian man is reading this and I promised him some jackin’ material. So here it is baby. It will get your cock rock hard for our Monday morning call.

Ok I got a new bathing suit. That’s right. A bikini… in a very dark purple. I’m going to the beach the end of June, rented a huge house on a private beach somewhere down south (no pun intended). I’m going with my stud muffin boyfriend. I’ve now got a bikini in a different color for every day that we’ll be there. I didn’t buy all these bathing suits recently… some are actually older. I’m not a millionaire or something lol. Back to the nearly naked talk now…..

I want all horn dogs to begin the bone jack right now please. I’ll be wearing almost nothing, because this purple bikini is very tiny. The smallest one I’ve got. The top barely covers my nipples but it does cup my titties so very nicely. Yes, the bottoms are a thong… that pulls snuggly into my ass crack. This is my risque bathing suit. Sex on the Beach will not be just a mixed drink… it will be actually occurring for me I promise. See the boyfriend doesn’t know yet that I bought this hot skimpy little number… he’ll find out the day I put it on. He will like it I can assure you. I am hoping he will decide to fuck me in the sand. Sad to say it – I’ve never fucked on the beach. But it is my plan. I always have a plan.

I did a call with a new guy yesterday and what a turn on he was. He was so hot and sexy they way he whispered naughty things to me. I got super wet and couldn’t resist touching myself. The best part was when he blew his wad … he moaned so sweetly that it sent me over the edge. Nothing, and I mean nothing is sexier to me that the sounds of sex. It’s stupid maybe? I don’t care I LOVE it. I love the sounds a guy makes. Not all guy have to be loud for me to enjoy their sounds either. It’s the breathless sound, the quiver in a voice that can get me going. Sometimes it’s subtle. sometimes it’s explosive but it all works for me. When it comes to sex — I am simple. I like the little things, the things that stimulate my brain and my imagination. I find myself noticing the way male telemarketers sound when they call. I listen to them and yes, of course I flirt a little. I can hear their interest in my teases. And then I tell them I’m not interested in what they are selling. But they are always sweet about it — so I know they enjoy it too. Voices are important, and different ones turn me on in different ways. Don’t you agree?