cum-So here is the mesmerizing pussy power story about me.

I am a mesmerizing pussy power threat to women, a lust of women, and a goddess of men. I have taken complete control of men and women. How do I do it? I’m not so sure; I just have this power inside of me so that I can keep that control. Men say that I am addictive like a drug, and I’m spoiled because of it.

I am the mesmerizing pussy power sugar baby of my world. Men lose their minds over me.

My toys ask me to marry them; they tell me they need me.

Sometimes it gets scary because when you have a man crying in front of you all of six feet four inches tall, it can be a little bit intimidating. However, I make them cry nonetheless; they beg me just for a taste of my passionate salacious kitty cat box.

I have always known my perfect mesmerizing pussy power with men.

Some girls call that disgusting, but I call it the advantage.

Men are simple because they want their pounding heartbeats way down in the cock sucking crotch of their pants to erupt into a creamy warm puddle of cum. One thing I’m not doing is lying.

Men are cum-filled slut beasts of a sexual nature.

When I was younger, my power was even more extreme. My life is part of the reason this unspoken metaphysical chemical reaction pours from my body and exudes so well.

Who needs to have an eruption tonight from a cum dumpster whore?

I mean a deep, compelling, exciting cum-busting explosion? My soft wet pink pussy is watering up as I imagine what I’m able to do.

I always make sure to sit my tiny tight Reckless ass on his lap if he was a man. I was a flirt from the start.

My cum-filled slut pussy used to thump while I was playing horsey on a big muscular thigh.

I know girls think that we are super wet. I’m feeling like I would squirt right on his leg, and as his jeans started soaking with my golden shower sundae, I would softly cry from pleasure. I wanted it; in fact, I needed it.

For me thinking back life is complicated especially with no one at home, making sure that I’m okay. Oh, how my insecure wealthy cum-filled slut top-shelf female donor makes me feel absolutely a way.

I would call her a devil in Prada, but that would be too mean to do to an innocent devil.

As a little one, I was left in the hands of the instructors of the house. I was left to the devices of my tennis instructor; he was a lot of fun. Everybody did their job to take care of me if you will.

I’ve always had access to the best designer, paraphernalia. My cup runneth over with top-shelf drugs. Addy, I would have to say I like the most that cum dumpster whore tranny takes me all over the place.

Come back on Saturday for part II
But, if you can’t wait to find out what a wild fuck we had, check out my audio recording. You will be able to hear all the slutty and dirty details in my own voice.

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