Sex On The Phone Compilation

So picture this. You've got these girls getting railed senseless while their husbands are glued to the phone, ear pressed so hard they can probably hear every wet slap and breathless moan on the other end. First up at the top of the hour she's taking a load deep where hubby can listen but can't touch. Three minutes later we switch scenes, same game, different flavor, still that same delicious sense of "he can hear everything but he's not in charge anymore." Then we flip again at six and nine for more of the same sweet torment. Whoever's calling the shots on the far side of that receiver is getting the audio version of front-row tickets with exactly zero backstage pass.