Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY Ext 357
How can you be afraid of little ol’ me? I’m just a girl: my innocent face and soft curves. I’m no danger to a big, strong man like you. What is it that you’re really scared of?
Does it make you nervous that I know exactly what to say to bring you to your knees? That I often whisper the dark fantasies you lust after that you can’t even admit to yourself that you desire them? Or maybe it’s because even after you cum for me, instantly you want more of my attention? Is that what keeps you up at night? The fact that I so easily twist you around my little finger and keep you craving me?
I’m Just A Girl
You’re an intelligent man. Quick-witted and self-assured… normally. Yet somehow, the thought of being naughty for me gives you the most incredible thrill. All those hardworking brain cells fly out the window, leaving you with nothing but a hard cock and a desperation to obey my every whim. It makes you want to tell me too much, show me too many things. Be risky and spendy!
Doesn’t it feel good, baby? To be dumb for me? You know I love those whimpered sounds of pleasure that slip from your lips when I finally let you stroke yourself for me. No matter how often we play or how hard you try to stay away… You’ll always be mine. There’s no need to fight it or be afraid… I’m just a girl who has you willing to risk your marriage and family for ONE more orgasm. ONE more minute with little ol me.
Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY Ext 357