Sunday afternoon, when you’ve got a slutty slave looking for a dominant dicking. Are you gonna roll with it? Pah. Of course not. Like, how could you ever take a faceless profile serious with the opener, “Hi Master”. No, this ain’t a fetish club.
I mean, did she actually think anyone would be seriously interested? She might as well just stand in Soho square and hand out flyers for “FREE & EASY STIs”. So desperate for dick, she’d squat on a micro-penis. But the best one-liner is always going to be a back-handed bitch-slap.
Notice he didn’t answer; knew he couldn’t pass that “I’m tight” line.
Got ratchet queens all up in your dick?
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