Kitty Skatt - Huge snake in bath sexcall

Kitty Skatt's heart raced as she lowered her phone away from her ear, her breaths coming out in heavy pants. The thrill she felt from sharing such dirty, filthy thoughts with someone over the phone was indescribable. She could barely believe the things she was saying, never mind the fact that she was actually following through on them. As she moved her hand lower down her slim, toned body, her eyes never leaving the massive gnarled turd floating lazily in the steaming bathwater around her, she felt another surge of arousal course through her veins. It was almost too intense to bear. "Fuck...," she moaned into the phone, her voice cracking with desire. "I just... I need more..." She glanced down, taking in the slick sheen of sweat that coated her taut stomach and the slight tremble in her hands as they reached for her pussy. The dirty thoughts were having an effect on her body as well as her mind, and she knew that she was mere moments from losing control entirely. "I'm... I'm going to make myself come right now," she whispered, her voice hoarse with need. "And I'm going to scream your name when I do." Her fingers dove into her slippery wetness, finding just the right rhythm to drive her wild. She closed her eyes and leaned back in the tub, luxuriating in the sensation of both her own fingers pushing into her and the heaviness of her full bowels sitting on the surface of the water. It was an unbelievable mix of pleasure and filth, and she couldn't get enough of it. With a long, low moan, she finally tumbled over the edge, her body arching in a long, shuddering climax. She cried out his name over and over, her voice losing itself in the echoing walls of her mind as she rode the waves of ecstasy. After what felt like an eternity, she finally came down from her high, slowly bringing herself back to reality. She opened her eyes and looked at the mess she'd created in the tub - the piles of her own filth floating lazily around her, mixed with the detritus of her shattered orgasm. A small part of her felt disgusted, but it was quickly overwhelmed by the aching need to experience that kind of intensity again. She couldn't help but wonder how he would react if he knew what she'd done. Would he be horrified, or turned on by her brazen display of filth? A shiver ran down her spine at the thought, and she couldn't help but hope he'd share her fascination with the dirty, taboo side of pleasure. "Well," she finally managed to whisper into the phone, her voice quivering with uncertainty. "How do you feel about taking our relationship to the next level?" There was a long pause on the other end of the line before he finally responded. "I don't think either of us could handle it if we went any further," he said, his voice barely more than a whisper. "But I have to admit... I'm kind of turned on by the idea of it." A small smile crept across Kitty Skatt's face as she slowly raised herself from the depths of the tub, her full bowels still weighing down on her. She couldn't believe it - they were on the same page after all. And she couldn't wait to explore this new, dirty side of their relationship together.