What makes you think that I’d ever be interested in you? Have you looked at me, like ever? I’m way out of your league, loser. The only think you’re good for is a few laughs. No, I’m not laughing with you, I’m laughing at you. And you make it so easy to do. There’s so much material there for a humiliation phone sex, we could talk for years and I still wouldn’t have scratched the surface. You’re weak, you’re lame, and you’re ugly as fuck. My skin crawls anytime you even mention touching me. Ewwww. If that were to EVER happen, I’d need a snow suit because hell would’ve frozen over. So go ahead and eat your heart out, fantasize about my gorgeous naked body. It’s like throwing pennies in a well and waiting for a wish to come true. It. Never. Happens. I’m the beauty, you’re the beast, and this ain’t Disney. So fuck you and your wishes. You’re here to amuse me. You’re hear for entertainment purposes only. This humiliation phone sex call is about you spilling your pathetic guts and me laughing my ass off.
You know what would be fun though? If me and my friends got together and ganged up on you and made you our humiliation phone sex bitch. Ha! That would be a barrel of laughs. Of course, you’re so lame you’d jerk your tiny cock even harder. Whatever. Hearing you grunting on the line is so fucking funny I don’t care what you’re doing. If I did know, I’d lose my lunch. You gross fucking faggot. You know, when you tell me you’re about to call I can’t suppress the eye rolls. I know it’s going to be an agonizing call. You’re always begging for me to do something with you. As if. Just face it, you’re not even in the same ballpark as me. And you never will be.
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