Y2K Bimbo Cheats On The Phone Roleplay
The phone is at her ear and the guy on the other end thinks he has her full attention. He does not. Rusty Fawkes is dressed head to toe in early 2000s trash, velour and glitter and a tiny top, and she is already spreading for someone else while she talks.
She keeps the conversation going in that breathy, distracted voice, answering questions a beat too late, giggling at the wrong moments. Meanwhile the real work happens below, hands busy, hips rolling, the whole thing narrated to you in whispers between sentences. When he asks what she is doing she lies. It gets harder to keep the act up the closer she gets, and the slip in her voice is the best part. Cheating, roleplay and that specific Y2K flavour.
Tags: cheating, phone sex, bimbo, solo, roleplay
