Hey, hey fetish phone sex FREAKS -what’s goin’ ON!? Whew, I don’t sleep.. ya know? I mean, like.. hardly ever. If I’m awake a full 24 hrs. & I crash for 2, I’ll get up & make some coffee as if I’m just wakin’ from a solid 8 hrs, hahhaha. But, wow.. yeah, when I did sleep; I had a fuckin’ WHACK DREAM & I TOTALLY BLAME THE FREAKS! Holy shit, you fuckas were CHASIN’ my ass hahahaha & I didn’t want ANY of ya’s near me, either -so, I was runnin’ like the ground was on fire & I was in gasoline fuckin’ shoes!! “Faith.. Faith, I want Faith… I need Faith!” ARRRRRGH!! Get AWAY from me!!! So, yeah… I’m blaming the freaks & their kinky, taboo phone sex calls for my world comin’ apart while I was sleepin’, hahaha. I DEF. think it hadda do with the 30 min call I took from “K” to be honest with ya, hahaa. He found me on Google & was into like, EVERY FETISH I’ve got on my site -how fuggen’ awesome! We went the hardcore torture route -NOT cock and ball torture, either, it was WAY MORE extreme than him sittin’ there wreckin’ his cash & prizes for me; nah man… that’s NOT the kinda torture call it was, lol. From Torture Town we hopped a ferry to forced feminization Village where this pain slut was transormed into a mighty, whorish Glam-azon -suckin’ the SKIN off’a dick just ’cause I said so! This pain slut, sissy bitch was SO ganked up, that beastiality was just “somethin’ to do in the interim” -hahahaha. Eh, fuck it… I’ll sleep Monday night.
My name’s Faith & I want ya to STOP FUCKIN’ CHASIN’ ME.
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