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Did you need to beat me up after you got "the best ** ever"?
You grabbed my ** in my miniskirt as I walked past. My long skinny legs on show, I was in my highest heels which made me almost taller than you. My tight corset top strapped tight on me. I look at you as you smile after groping me. I kneel down in front of you, and kiss your ** through your jeans. I stand up and tell you, the back door in 5 mins, any longer and I'll ** someone else's **.
Two mins later you walk out if the back door, I push you up against the wall, get on my knees, undo your jeans and pull down your boxers. Right in front of my face i see your ** harden and double in size to about 8 inches. I tell you no talking, no touching, just let me **. The better you are, the better I am. I start by kissing your big veiny **, up and down your glorious length. As I kiss the top, I spread my lips around the head. I slowly **, looking you deep in the eyes as I start to take you deeper and deeper. I'm a pro though and whilst still staring at you, I've got 8 inches of ** in my mouth. I gag a little but nothing major. For the next 10 mins I ** you harder and faster, licking all over, massaging your **, running a cheeky ** to the tip of your **. You don't complain so I ** you a little. As I'm sucking I can feel you getting closer, I looks end my corset and expose my tiny tiny **, as I ** you and ** you. You're about to blow so I take your ** out and at the exact moment aim at my face. Oh **, a huge cumsjot all over my face, another on my tiny ** and then back in my mouth to ** you clean as I poke my ** up your ** again. After I've extracted every last bit of **, intake my ** out of your ** and give it a little ** as I give you a cheeky wink. You tell me that was the best ** ever. So what went wrong?
You grab me telling me you want to ** me! Bending me over, revealing my cute ** in my thong. I beg not to but you turn me around, push me back onto some crates, my ** exposed, ** still on my face. I tell if you want to ** me, bend me over and ** my **. But you don't want to. You rip my thing off and stop. I tried to warn you, but it's too late, you've seen my little **. You're confused. I beg you to ** my ** and I'll ** you after, just don't tell anyone. I'll do ** to mouth to keep my secret. But you hit rage. Humiliated maybe but you groped me first and I gave you the best ** ever. Not enough for you, you beat me up. And leave me there.
Fortunately some guys found me later and I got gang banged ** (that's another story) for the greatest and worst night of my life all in the space of 3 hours. By the way, I saw your friends the following week and told them you liked my ** in your **, I also told them you'd probably like my ** in your ** too. From their reaction you obviously hadn't told them everything about me. Know they know :)
Everything about you arouses me totally. It makes me want to ** you.
I would ** you anytime you wanted it, and all I would ask in return is that you occasionally ** me back.
....**...you are so hot........it makes me wish i was one of your "clients and friends".....**......**...........
I would give anything to eat your **!
I want to have 10+ guys ** me in one day, maybe you can eat my ** after that?
Yes, I would love for you to load up that way, after ** men all day, and then hurriedly drive to my house to feed me all those beautiful and delicious ** creampies. And you know -- better than anybody -- how much I love drinking and eating those pies. Nothing is better than the taste of multiple cumshots mixed with the taste of that hot and nasty young ** of yours. NOTHING. ** feed me. Please ** feed me. I need that. And I need you.
No sweetheart, you can sit tied to a chair and watch me get ** by 10+ guys, I'll be moaning like the sluttiest girl you've ever seen, you,love be jealous of how much pleasure they bring me, my little ** will be getting hard and ** continuously. After they've all had a go, they'll go round again. Then they'll bring you to the bed and sit and watch as you eat 20+ loads of ** out of my pretty little **. Then you can stay and watch me **, blind folded and get ** over and over, but I doubt you could afford to eat my nasty ** again ;)
It truly would make me terribly jealous to see you actually receive all those filthy hot messy loads in that beautiful little girlish ** of yours. Actually, it would drive me insane with jealousy and desire; jealousy and desire to be one of the men being taken care of by you in that special, loving, intimate way, and to just have you, to be in your life. I can understand and would understand that you are a rare and special girl, and that the demand for you vastly exceeds the supply of you, so I would understand that few men could afford to taste you even once, much less afford it twice in one setting. But I would do whatever I would need to do in order to show how much I care for you, and to taste you over and over. When you say "I doubt you could afford to eat my nasty ** again", it makes my heart beat faster and faster and it makes want to taste you all the more, and it challenges me to put myself in a position to taste your "nasty **" repeatedly. You are such a delicious young child, and it makes me want you and love you.
Something tells me that once I put my ** in your mouth, I would never be able to remember my wife's name. **, honey........you are one super hot piece of **. Wish you belonged to me. REALLY wish you belonged to me. **!
Most of my "clients" & "friends" are married men who come to me to give them pleasure like their wives couldn't even imagine being capable of let alone even know how to do. I love sucking **, it's what I'm best at. You can ** my ** (and I love that too) but having anything from a tiny ** line mine to a huge thick black ** in my mouth, doing what I do, it'll be another thing for you huni. Of course if you want to ** my ** lying on my back with my little ** waving around you can. Or if you want it dirty, I'll ** you, spit all your ** onto my tiny ** and make you ** it off. And you'll do as I say, you always do as I say, and then ** ,e afterwards ;)
You sound so **. Would love to meet you and blow you.
^ same here ^
Dear both, I have a tiny **, maybe only a couple of inches, that's how I have always been and why I got into being a girl and sucking **. I'd rather be on my knees with your ** in my mouth, maybe together....
Okay, so, you seduce this total stranger whose name you don't even know, and entice him to meet you behind a building, where you de-pants him and blow him -- out in the open -- and now you want to complain because he didn't fully appreciate the fact that you totally lied to him about who and what you are (misleading is the same as lying: you know this). Is that about it? You got what you deserved. And my guess is that you will do the same thing again soon with some other unsuspecting man whose ** you've manipulated into wanting your body, he'll beat your ** too, and then you'll be back here complaining again. Do you not see the pattern? Clean up. Straighten up. Get off the meat.
You sound angry huni, maybe if I ** your ** you'll be calmer?
Just because you've got a ** doesn't mean you can't be a **. You're a **.
My mouth is better than any ** you've ever had.
If it had been ME you took into that alleyway, I would have been the one sucking YOUR **. I know you must taste like heaven.
My little dickie takes just seconds to **, I try to restrain but I'm too **! My ** does taste good though ;)
So **. So nasty. So filthy. That's why we all love you.
Thanks hun, I bet you would love ** my tight ** and then me sucking your ** after ;)
If you and I were together -- whether dating, cohabiting or married -- I would totally let you date other men whenever the urges struck. Even if we were out on a special date at a restaurant or a club or a concert the movies or whatever, if you saw a man (or men) you had the hots for or just wanted to get with for fun, I would encourage you and allow you to go. Why? Because I would want you to be happy. And you are obviously the kind of girl who could never be satisfied with just one man. I would love knowing I had helped make you happy.
That's so hot, I'm imaging us being out for dinner and I see a hot guy in the restaurant. I get up half way through the meal, ** him off and come back with a bit of his ** at the edges of my mouth. Then on the ride home, you stop on the side of the road and ** me senseless to punish me.
When you return to the table from your "escapade", before sitting down, you lean down to me and kiss me deeply, allowing me to savor the flavor of your tongue, which now tastes of another man's ** and his ** and his **. I know -- because I know your proclivities (and I love your proclivities) -- that, not only have you been blowing the guy who sat across from you in the restaurant, you have also been ** him........like mad. And I also know that, no matter what you've been doing or who you've been doing it with, you will always bring me sloppy seconds. Not because I love receiving them, but because you love giving them to me. This is the relationship we have. And it is perfection. You want me to share in the love you have with other men.
Oh I will give you all kinds of treats. When I come home late at nigh and you're in bed, I'll wake you up, squat over your face and release several mens' ** out of my ** straight into your mouth. And yes you'll certainly taste lots of ** on my tongue. I can't give a ** without trying to shove my tongue up his **. And for good measure you'll rim me too. Then as soon as I'm asleep, you'll be ** me and ** in my **, then ramming your ** ** in my mouth until I'm gagging like the little ** I am. I'll be your dirty little girl, dirty slutty little girl with my tiny ** who ** off strangers in car parks and comes home to you to share my dirty gifts.
Yes, darling, oh dear god YES. I want ALL of your dirty gifts. And the dirtier they are, the more I'll love them, and the more I'll love you. I want to always be eating the ** of your male lovers from your **, mixed and blended with that sweet, sweet, sweet assjuice of yours [you KNOW how I love your assjuice]. I realize of course that you will be out EVERY night with all kinds of men, some you know, but most of whom you just pick up in car parks and gay bars and out in public, so the volume of fluids you squirt, spray or just drip into my mouth when you come home will be enormous, and it will be filthy. And then, during the night, as you indicated, there will be rapings. Repeated rapings. Because we both know this about you: you need to be ** so you know who's in charge. And who loves you. Forever. Forever. Forever.
What you did what was wonderful. I love how aggressive you are.
You'll like my aggressive ** then ;)
Admit it. You were acting like a ** and you got treated like one.
Yup, i acted like a ** and I got treated like one. But should whores be treated like that? I just crave ** and want to please guys!
It's certainly okay to crave ** and to please guys, but . . . you should be honest about who and what you are. Allow them to make their own decisions about whether or not to get with you before they get with you. They need to know. They deserve to know. And you're the only one who can tell them. Just be upfront about it before you start **.
Most guys do know the deal, this guy grabbed me and wanted to use me like any old girl, I was happy to ** him off, I wasn't expecting him to want to ** me after. All of my clients pay for me for what I am and they knew that from the start.
This should not have happened to you. You should be with a man who will care for you and look after you. A man who will let you go out all dressed up and have all the hot nasty ** you want and who will be there waiting when you come home after. Every time you come home.
Oh that would be the dream! I love going out looking like the hottest skinniest girl to then ** ** and get ** by guys who just need to blow their load than care if it's a ** or my **. I took 4 ** in one session today. I made a shot load of money too but I want a guy waiting for me, then to ** me savagely to remind me who is boss.
That's exactly what I would do for you. It's exactly who I would be for you. I would keep myself only for you, no one else, not ever, while you would always be free to play. You could, of course, go out looking like the million bucks you truly are, ** as many men as you wanted, or be ** by them, or both, taking on load after load after load after load after load after load, up your **, in your mouth, on your face, in your hair, soaking and drenching your clothes in their **. And then when you'd had all the fun you wanted for the evening, or the weekend, or the week, you would come home to me and I would care for you. Bathe you. Put cream on your skin. Powder you. Feed you. Put you to bed. Let you rest. And then, when you awoke refreshed, I would totally ** you, "savagely", yes, "to remind you who is boss". I'd be boss. And you would always know that. Always. But you would always be happy, because that would be my job, my goal, my purpose. You are an incredible woman, and you should be treated as such.
I feel so sorry for you, really. Actually, I hurt for you. You should never NEVER have had to endure that kind of abuse. I wish you would let me take care of you. I would provide for you. Take care of you. Let you play, if you wanted to play; no questions asked. I would even leave my family if you wanted to be with me as a couple. You would have a charmed life. And you would be loved.
That is so kind to hear, but I wouldn't want to break up a family. I would feel forever guilty.