“dirty phone talk” begins with soft morning light spilling over a blonde in white lace lingerie. She kneels on the bed, slowly peeling the fabric away while murmuring “dirty phone talk” with each revealed inch of skin. In “dirty phone talk”, her hands cup heavy breasts, pinching rose-pink nipples until she moans. Legs spreading wide for the lens of “dirty phone talk”, she dips two fingers inside herself, pumping slowly, hips rolling. The sound of her wetness fills “dirty phone talk” as she rides her hand faster, begging “dirty phone talk” under her breath. Orgasm crashes through her in “dirty phone talk”, back bowing, toes curling, juices glistening on her thighs.