Krysta 844-332-2639 Ext. 410
Oh my god! How many times do I have to tell you that I don’t touch tiny dicks like yours before I get a serious tribute? I see you in the chatroom, talking and talking and never setting up calls but guess what shrimplette? I’m not even starting this conversation without a tribute.
Pay first, piggy bitch and then you can slide into my Skype or call me, and I’ll gladly talk to you about your little tiny 3-inch pecker. Do you have any idea how often we laugh at your little wee wee? Some of you idiots even send pictures. It’s gross, and it’s pathetic.
Pathetic!
When your hair covers up that little nubbin, and I can’t even really see it, what the hell do you expect me to do with it? I’m not touching that! It looks more like a button on a winter coat than a dick. I couldn’t design a less appealing cocklette if I worked in a dildo factory and had all the worlds leading design tools at my fingertips. I could spend every working hour for the next month scribbling in a sketchbook and still not draw something as atrocious as that baby-sized dicklet.
So yea, you can pull it out. But not until you pull out that fucking credit card, which is wider than your “penis” is long. It’s less bendy too! Hahaha…what do you even do with it? I honestly don’t know how to make it cum, because I’ve never touched one that wasn’t at LEAST 3 times as long, so you are going to have to do all of the work. So go ahead. Pull out your wallet, and whip out that shiny Moneycock, and then you can explain to me how the hell you manage to make that little miniature corndog accomplish anything. Pathetic!
Krysta 844-332-2639 Ext. 410