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Confessions of a Voice Slut  There is a certain something about some men's voices that make me instantly turned on. A small grunt or growl from them can make my head spin and twist into a swirling pit of haze. It’s a fog I can only describe with feeble words, but in that state, I can have a mind orgasm that makes my skin tingle, and leaves me panting and begging for more. Yes, I used to think cumming on command was one of those things like "talking in tongues" until this happened to me the first time... Now I am like a certifiable drug addict looking for my next fix when his voice is at the other end of my line.  It has to do with passion, vibrato, intensity…This is one of my fetishes, however I am a picky little bitch. It has to be the right voice, or else...nothing. Wonder what Freud would have to say about the mind fuck I need to get off... I could care less, just twist my mind with that timbre. I am a quivering piece of fuck meat when I hear it And he must think I am totally nuts because he will say something completely benign and all I can do is moan. Fuck the dumb shit, the sound is the dope And I am a junkie for voices  |
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I know what you mean about the voice.......it can evoke so many feelings and passions 
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Nothing sweeter than a woman sultry voice saying all those things that make a mna cringe...and of course vice versa!
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