People ask me how I met my boyfriend, the Cock That Owns Me. It’s quite an interesting story, filled with hilarious hijinx. As long as by hijinx you mean my complete sexual helplessness. When he first saw me, I was at the local Sportsman’s Club, an all black joint, leaning on the sink in the men’s room with my daisy dukes at my ankles. Even though he’s a guy, he told me he could smell the big black cock scent in the air.
I was leaning my freshly fucked ass out and was waiting on him to fuck me in the ass when he told me he’d seen a steady stream of men walk in and out, always one at a time, and they were always taking their time. Since it was impossible for every man in the club to have to go to the bathroom one at a time, he thought he was going to bust someone selling drugs in the men’s room. Nope, I said, I just have to get my ass fucked by every man here. And that’s when he fell in love. He worked his thick dick into me and I knew this was the big cock for me. That’s when I fell in love. He owned me from the first thrust into my ass. While we were fucking, somebody really did have to use the bathroom. It was nasty. But see? Hijinx and hilarity! Anyway, I’ve fucked him ever since, after I finished the rest of the club of course.
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