Stella 1-844-332-2639 ext 322
You might expect a French girl like me to be utterly obsessed with haute couture, fine beverages, or perhaps skiing at Mont Tremblant dans l’hiver. And yes, I appreciate a good Pinot Noir and a perfectly tailored jacket as much as the next Quebecquoise girl. But my true passion, my deepest, most fulfilling joie de vivre, lies in a rather unconventional area of human anatomy. Specifically, I’m talking about the magnificent and surprisingly expressive region known as the male butthole.
There’s a certain thrill in watching a man slowly melt into a puddle of delightful vulnerability. The initial surprise, the widening of eyes, the subtle shift in their posture – it’s all part of the butthole exploration dance. They rarely see it coming; my innocent, wide-eyed French charm is an excellent camouflage, masking the mischievous intent bubbling just beneath my surface. It’s like presenting them with a delicate macaron, only to reveal it’s filled with a tiny, exquisitely potent jalapeño. Magnifique!
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It’s a symphony of subtle physiological responses, and I am the conductor. The goal isn’t discomfort, mind you, but rather that delicious moment of surrender, when their carefully maintained composure just gives way. That’s when the “leakage” truly begins. And oh, what glorious leakage it is! I’m not talking about anything unhygienic, of course. It’s the involuntary ball draining. The leakage of cum from their hard cocks as I play with their prostate. Sometimes, I use my fingers to manually stimulate them up the butt. Others, I use toys. Some vibrate, some are made of silicone, some are hard like their cock.
It’s a calling, really. And let me tell you, you know it’s a good day when you’ve seen a man’s carefully curated composure dissolve into a puddle of cum on the floor. Vive la révolution of the rear!
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