Before we date, you flash your pathetic pecker in a pic. What a fucking laugh—such a cuckold joke. In my QoS gear, I'm craving real meat, not your laughable nub. Your tiny cock's just a humiliating reminder of why I need a BBC to wreck me. You're a joke, a cuck prelude to my deep, fulfilling stretch.

Before we date, you flash your pathetic pecker in a pic. What a fucking laugh—such a cuckold joke. In my QoS gear, I'm craving real meat, not your laughable nub. Your tiny cock's just a humiliating reminder of why I need a BBC to wreck me. You're a joke, a cuck prelude to my deep, fulfilling stretch.