You like me mean and you know it, but frankly I’m growing bored of you. Maybe I should just leave, never give you the satisfaction of knowing who I am, leave you wondering what we could of had of had.
How upsetting, since you’ve been crying so sweetly for me.
Do you think I didn’t know you had to make another private just to scream about me? I’m able to guess easily, since you’re so predictable.
Tell me, what does it say in there?
Are you letting them know how good you take me, letting them know that you’re enjoying rutting against my foot, enjoying your cock being stepped on?
How pathetic, needing to tell others when I told you that I wanted it for myself.
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“If it’s a person again”? Who are you thinking of when you read these hm? You seem to have an idea, precious, and I want to know.
You’re being rather pathetic, can’t admit you’re drunk off my cock but can admit your brain is off? Is it not because of my sweet words, precious?
You mock me, maybe I’ll hold you down for that, make sure you can’t grind yourself on my foot anymore with your pathetically leaking cock. I can see how it aches, all red and hard.
You really don’t want to come, apparently? What a shame, to think you were going to get it if you were just good and told me who you thought I was.
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Aweee, my precious all cock drunk? And we’ve barely started. Barely been going at this for an hour. How do you expect to keep up when I plan to torture you for hours, plan on making you beg for hours, needy and whiny for my cock.
Maybe I’ll just let you rest my cock in your mouth, keeping your mouth from moving with my fingers in your hair, pulling harshly when you try and suck, try and take me further.
Come on, give me a guess, and maybe we can take this somewhere else. Somewhere where I can finally hear your pathetic moans for my cock.
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Oh precious, I’m sure that I’ll find out soon enough.
Tell me though, precious. Do you like having your hole played with? Saw you talking so much about it, maybe you’re desperate for someone to play with you like that.
Would you like me to run my finger against its tight rim? Watch as my finger catches on its needy breath. Watch as it inhales my finger in a swift, fluid motion. Taking me right down to the knuckle.
I’ll make this painful too, long and torturous. Watch as you try and rock yourself back on my finger, keeping you helplessly steady with my hand at your waist, leaving my mark. Maybe I’ll stretch you open slowly, so you can take my cock so well. And watch as you desperately cry for more as I avoid that precious muscle in there that will have you screaming with tears.
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Glad to know my research was right. Glad to know I can pleasure you in ways you see fit, unlike these other anons, who so desperately claw at your attention, yet never follow through with it.
Tell me baby, would you like my cock in your mouth? As I continue to kneed at your helpless dick, watch you take me so well down that little throat of yours as you try and rut against my foot. Sucks I wouldn't let you, force you to stay still with my other foot on your stomach, stopping you from rutting forwards into paradise.
But I'm curious now. Do my words fill your head with pretty fantasies? Are you playing with yourself as I type this? I hope you are. Would love to hear the sweet noises you make, yet you're so cock drunk that you can't even begin to guess who I am, taking all the pleasure for yourself like a greedy bitch.
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Going to make you figure me out the same way I see you try to figure out the other anons, precious.
While I continue to whisper sweet stuff in your ear.
Tell me, wouldn't you like to have your pathetic dick stepped on, watch you squirm from the pain and pleasure it brings. Would love to run my foot along it, as you sit at my feet and beg for some release. Ill even be so kind as to let you rest your pretty head on my thigh, so close to my cock, you can practically see how badly you effect me, and a promise for what will come later.
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Of course I did my research, precious. Wanted to be perfect for you and only you. And of course I did not message you, had to pounce when no one else was around.
As for convincing? I know you'll sound so sweet for me, precious. Know you'll moan my name beautiful while my hands roam your body, praising it, admiring it, preserving it into my memory. Every part of you will be cherished by me. I'll watch you squirm as I play with your pathetic cock, begging me for release, and I'll let you come. I wouldn't ever deny you of that, but you'll do it over, and over, and over, until I am satisfied with how spent you are. Until tears are in your eyes and you're begging me to stop.
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Lets just say that I did my research last night, precious. As for twitter, I frankly don't care who hears or sees you, as long as they see me devouring you completely, making you utterly mine. They can watch, but that is all. As for begging, are you sure, precious? Watched you beg so sweetly for the other anons to reveal themselves. I am sure you can spare me a few words too, as I watch you try to squirm away, muffling your moans into your pillow. Now, we can't have that, can we? Want everyone to hear you.
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Oh precious, you do not want your other anons to know how good I treat you? Want me hidden away all for yourself, how selfish, but I will let you be, if I can be selfish with you and keep you all to myself. Knew you would like riding my thigh, but how about I torture you a bit? Play with you slowly, making you whine and beg as you continue desperately trying to get any sort of release from me, until I hush you, stop you, throw you on your back and pinch that aching cock of yours until you groan in pain, not too much though, don't want to hurt my baby by much, but I want to see you suffer and beg for my cock.
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