Jack finally finished with the phone call, another failure. Jack rubbed his temple, it was hard to sell Jane when her mother was a fast female, while it wasn't technically hereditary, the stigma still stuck. Jack looked down at his desk, the phone still on. He picked it up, it looked familiar but after all this time he couldn't place where he had seen it before. The text glowed as it read.
"Sophia, a fast female, is desperately begging for a phone."
Jack raised an eyebrow at the sentence, was it just generative through the camera? There wasn't anyway she had wrote that, maybe Phil typed it out incase I'd forgotten? Jack thought to himself. Tapping the sentence again, watching as suggestions appeared on a scroll wheel as they spun for each word. Jack chuckled at a few if the suggestions. Hoping to take a picture of one he accidentally accepted one as it flashed, changing phone to dick.
Sophia's mind flashed, her knowledge of the phone melting away as it was replaced by lust. Her tongue lolled out of her mouth as she moaned deeply, her fingers moving swiftly as she imagined a cock penetrating her sopping folds. Reality warping as her memories adapted, it was the double-edge of being a fast female, they were constantly horny, desperate for even the chance of sex, her bodies hormones on overdrive. Sophia grinded her hips as she thrashed in her chair. Her movements and sounds increasing whenever Phil walked by.
Phil turned his head casually "Again Sophia? Fine, but then you gotta wait till after I'm finished this time." Phil rolled his eyes, Sophia was always so annoying when she didn't have a cock in her. He walked over and lower her chair, her eyes at his waist as he unbuckled his pants, his modest cock flopping out. Within an instant Sophia attached her mouth to it as she began to greedily gulp down his member. The slick slurping sounds echoing through the room. Phil though was mostly silent, he'd done this for years now, it was just part of his job at this point. He let out a small grunt as he came into Sophia's gaping maw, swallowing it all. Despite that, she continued to suck without any interruption.
Phil knew she wouldn't stop if he didn't pull out. Sophia coughing as she tried to extend her neck to follow him as long as possible as he backed away. A trail of spit connecting his tip to her lips. Phil sneered, "Great, now I gotta dry off." as he walked off to find towel.
Sophia begged as he started to move. "C-cock?" Her arms reached out to him as she did her best sad face. Her hand quickly returning to her pussy as she continued to fantasize about another dick yet again.