Krysta 844-332-2639 Ext. 410
We have an arrangement. Every Sunday, you pay to call me so I can jerk you off to my voice, and in exchange, I don’t tell her what a bad boy you’ve been since the very beginning. You cheated when the two of you started dating. You cheated when you asked her to be your wife and take your hand in marriage, and even after those sacred vows, you kept dipping your dick in pussy.
Pussy you shouldn’t have ever been close to, but you’re a weak sex-addicted pervert who craves debauchery. Our arrangement came into reality when you called me for help. Assuming if you were controlled by my slutty teen voice while I milked your cock you could behave. Such a fucking idiot. You confessed all your sins and agreed to call. I don’t care that she’s home; we had an agreement.
Jerk Off To Me While She’s Home
When I saw your email explaining why you were late for our appointment, I’ll be honest; I was very angry. I saved that chunk of time just for you and even refused other callers because it was time to milk your married cock. But, instead, you begged me to be merciful and explained how you couldn’t jerk off today because she had stayed home from work.
I responded with a simple answer. “Call in three minutes, or I’ll call her.”
Now, I’m tapping my nails on my keyboard, watching the clock. How important is it to you that I keep my fat mouth shut? I guess we’ll find out in two minutes. After swiping the screen on my cell, I pull up her contact info and smile at the green button. Of course, this will hurt you a lot more than it’ll hurt me. Are you going to keep up your end of the deal and jerk off for me, or are you going to find yourself in chaos?
One minute, idiot.
Krysta 844-332-2639 Ext. 410