It seems like some of you can’t get it through your thick skulls. I am only agreeable with my sugar daddies. If you’re not giving me shit, you’re not getting the sweet sexy Winter that you fantasize about. Nope, you’re getting the salty bratty bitch that I can be. It’s a give and take, you see. You give, I take, and I’m syrupy sweet. Hence the phrase sugar baby phone sex princess. You have to treat me like a princess to get the goodies. I’m not just talking about compliments and adoration. I’m talking about tributes and surprise gifts and money for my bills. Most of my bills are paid for by my real sugars, but I’m sure I could make another for you to pay.
What I’m trying to say is if you don’t give shit, you’re not getting shit. Not from me. Except full on brat mode. Ah, but when you give, you get sultry, dirty, kinky me. Anything you want, in fact. Any way you want it. See how a little green changes everything? My idol is Ben Franklin. Did you know that? I love having his portrait in my pocket, many times over. Are you getting my drift? People say I’m spoiled. No shit, I’m a sugar baby phone sex princess. What did you think I’d be, needy? I’m not, because for every loser that can’t afford to cough up the cash, there’s two sugar daddies that know how to take care of me. They don’t even mind that there’s more than one of them because I’m that fucking good. My holes are reserved for their upscale cocks, and I keep them nice and tight for their pleasure.
So what’s it going to be? Are you going to spoil me like a sugar baby phone sex princess should be, or will you disappoint me? Let’s find out, shall we. Call 1-888-662-6482 and ask for Winter.
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