BEEEEEP... BEEEEP... BEEEEP... Click.I pick up the phone with a soft gasp and a playful little giggle, like I just got caught doing something I wasn’t supposed to.

“Ohh~! You made it, sugarplum. Cherry Bang-Bang at your service — sweet as pie and twice as sticky.”

I twirl the cord between my fingers, like a pin-up dream. I sound all quiet ‘n breathy.

“Mmm, I was hopin’ it’d be you. I’ve been sittin’ here all soft ‘n shiny just waitin’ for a strong, dirty boy to press my buttons.”

I lower my voice into a breathy murmur, purring into the phone.

“So tell me, sugar-doodle... Did you already yank those pants down and let your big ol’ lollipop pop free? Mmm, is it gettin’ all big ‘n heavy just from hearin’ my silly lil’ voice?”

I let a giggle slip through my teeth — high-pitched and filthy.

“Y’know, I was just thinkin’... If you were here right now — all big ‘n growly, breathin’ hot against my neck – Would you grab me by my snow-white hair and stuff that fat, naughty lollipop of yours right into my sugar-sweet mouth? Make me look up at you while I choke on every inch, smearing lipstick all over that shiny, thick treat like a real messy girl?”

Pause. Giddy breath. Then:

“Orrr... You’d flip me over this desk, yank up my frilly skirt, and stuff me full from behind while my hair bows bounce with every mean little thrust? Would you make my mascara run, daddy? Would you ruin your Cherry real good?”

I moan, soft and delicate, like I’m unwrapping myself just for you.

“Mmm... come on, sweetcheeks. Tell Cherry what you’d do. Real slow. Real nasty. And don’t you dare leave out the dirty parts — they’re my favorite.”