I was a tomboy when I was a kid, and when I got older, the boys would call me “one of the guys”. It was a terrific place to be. Guys weren’t afraid to be themselves or speak their minds around me, which gave me a lot of insight into the male psyche. I knew a lot more about how guys think and what they like than those high-maintenance girly girls with their $500 hair cuts with extensions and $300 mani/pedi. Guys know that the Kardashians of the world may look hot, but, once they open their mouths, it’s all “me me me”. Don’t smear the lipstick, don’t wrinkle the clothes, don’t touch the hair, and so on. Me? I was having FUN with the guys, going to the gym, watching their wrestling matches, drinking beers on a tailgate, throwing elbows on the court in a little 3 on 3.
And the best part? I found how much fun it is when guys aren’t afraid to touch you. Not like that, well, yes like that, but I’m talking about a good old-fashioned tickle fight, which often turned into a serious wrestling match. Shirts were torn, bruises and scrapes happened, coffee tables were destroyed, and, more often than not, erections mysteriously appeared. And that’s when I stopped being “one of the guys” and the real fun began!! There was lots of sweaty flesh, the testosterone was palpable and the cocks were oh so very fuckable! There’s no way 5-inch polished nails could handle a snake like that. No, this needs a real woman, not afraid of a little hand-to-man combat.. lol
At this point, usually, the guys would slow down and let me into those jeans, but other times “tearing your clothes off” was a real thing.
Rolling around on the floor, sometimes in the grass, in the park, in an Uber…You get it, right? It pretty much always ended up a competition to see who I would wrestle into my sweet pussy and who could get the others’ clothes off fastest. But getting naked wasn’t really the goal, just getting naked enough to wrap my hands around. Well, You can guess the rest… If you’d like to share your love of wrestling (wink) with me then call me at 1 888 662 6482 and ask for Brooke for wrestling phone sex. C’mon let’s wrestle!
When you call in to talk role-play topics with me… it’s NOT about “fetish” or “Taboo”… it’s about getting sweaty, dirty, high, and deviant! Over the top?? I’m IN!!!