I like to show off my curves and cute, sexy college girl porn figure, because it means some guy will inevitably find himself enamored. I like to use that, draw energy from his gaze and figure out just what I’m going to do to him. I like to reward worship, you see, it makes me feel better than anything else in the world. It started this one time when I found out a friend of mine had a shrine for me, which at first was repulsive, scary, terrifying really that’s not what any girl wants to find out. Immediate friendship ender, promise. But within a couple days I started noticing the gazes, started realizing just what I wanted. If he’d been just one step below, things would have been different. So I went back and met him, I pushed him to a wall, and told him if he got rid of it I’d give him some cocksucking phone sex, as in blow him.
I’ve never seen a man throw stuff away quite so fast. A few minutes later I had him pressed onto the couch, gasping for air with how hard he was losing it. That man could moan, really moan, like a girl in heat, at some point it sounded more like panting because it just wouldn’t stop. I guess my headwork was just too much for him, my tongue an immediate solve to something he’d had begging and bubbling just beneath the surface. He came very quickly, filled my mouth with all the pent of feelings that had caused him to go overboard. That’s my favorite part of the job now, releasing that pent up craziness from men who’ve gone down the deep end, cured them of their woes and brought back that spark of life they lost to the blue balls, now I have cock control and that means I get to dictate their healthy transition back to horny stud.
