Welcome to Alison’s Wonderland. Cum with me and explore my Rabbit Hole. My name is Alison (Ext. 8201). And let me tell you about the time I had birthday boy phone sex. My neighbor’s son Mark was turning 18 and he had a huge birthday party. He was an awkward kid who wore black-rimmed glasses over his baby blue eyes and he had a grizzled beard and long dark brown hair. He always wore baggy basketball shorts and a jersey most days. He was really nothing to look at. So I went to his party with a nicely wrapped motorcycle biker jacket that would go along perfectly with the new motorcycle that his parents got him for his birthday. His parents greeted me at the door and thanked me for coming by. I said I just wanted to drop off the present and leave, but they insisted I give it to him in person before I left. I agreed and went upstairs as they directed because he was there putting away the rest of the presents he received. I quickly ran upstairs with my present and opened his bedroom door to find Mark totally naked on his bed jerking off with his eyes closed. I smiled and quietly walked up to him, sat on his bed and began massaging his balls and nutsack. His eyes darted open and his cock stiffened abruptly and shot a tiny load of pre-cum onto itself. I said this is no way to spend your birthday. I pushed him back down on the bed and straddled him, with only my black thong and lace halter bra on. I moved my thong to the side and he quickly guided his massive eight cock (that had been hidden underneath all those baggy basketball shorts all these years) into my tight 35 year old pussy. He moaned and bucked until he was balls deep inside me. He held my hips tightly and began to pound his huge cock into my bald pussy and began shooting torrents of hot creamy man milk inside me. He let out another groan, remained hard after he came and began riding my pussy once again until he came a second time after another ten pumps. I got up, got dressed and left the party. The next day there were a dozen daisies and a box of chocolates on my porch from Mark with a sweet note that said fucking me on his 18th birthday was the best birthday present he had ever gotten and that he would like to continue where we left off last night. Want to hear more stories deep from within the Rabbit Hole of Alison’s Wonderland? Then call me, Alison, at Ext. 8201.