Diana 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 248
I’ve always been a woman of discerning taste, particularly when it comes to the men I allow into my tight, wet confines. You see, I must confess: I’m hopelessly addicted to a certain type of cock. Thick, meaty, obscenely girthy. That’s my kryptonite. The plumper, the better.
It all started with a particularly memorable encounter with a rugged, rotund stranger at a dingy dive bar. His girth was so substantial that it strained against the fabric of his trousers, practically screaming for attention. And once I got my eager hands on it, I was hooked. The way it felt throbbing in my grasp, the sheer promise of the pleasure it could deliver! I was entranced!
Your Girth Is Your Worth
So, from that day forward, I made it my mission to seek out the most generously endowed men I could find. The goal was always the same: to find a cock that would make my mouth water and my pussy clench in anticipation.
And oh, the delights those magnificent members brought me! The way they stretched me to my limits, the thick slabs of meat pulsing inside me as they pumped and thrust. It was an utter sensory overload, a symphony of pleasure that left me breathless and begging for more.
But there’s one thing I detest almost as much as I adore girthy cocks: puny little thumb dicks. The thought of being stuffed with something that barely qualifies as a cock at all makes my skin crawl. It’s an insult, a mockery of the real pleasure I crave.
In conclusion, to all you thick-and-juicy cock owners out there, take note: my gorgeous pink pussy is open for business, and only the largest, most obscenely endowed men need apply. For those of you sporting a mere thumb’s worth of dick, I suggest you look elsewhere for a hole to poke your pathetic little appendage into. This girl’s got standards, and they start with a girth that screams volume and virility. Anything less, and you’re not even worth my time.
Diana 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 248