GFE phone sex has been ruined because no one treats his sugar babies better than Big Daddy King. He is no Splenda daddy. He is the living legend of sugar daddies. He is the King of Women. He is the King of Cocks too. He has been in Europe on business. He has lots of sugar babies, but we all only have one King. Big Daddy King. He is more than enough man for any woman, so he needs a stable of beauties. When he told me, he was coming to visit me, I knew I had to throw a party fit for a king; a party fit for The King. It takes a village of hotties to welcome home royalty. He wanted me to spare no expense, so I took a duffle bag of his hard earned cash and pampered myself. I wanted to look beyond my best for my King’s return. When he came home, I was wearing a gold bikini with gold glitter on my body. Not just any gold, real gold. My bikini was little but made of real gold. My body was glistening with gold flecks from BDK’s gold reserve. His welcome home party was streaming live too. DJ Khaled was spinning tunes, hot strippers and porn stars were dancing and white losers were forbidden entrance into the party of the century.
It is well known that hot white women like myself only want black cock. My King has a posse of wealthy, alpha black athletes, so my bitches would be taken care of in the fashion they deserve. The hot tubs were rocking and the pool was ready. When The Living Legend entered his palace, all eyes turned to him. I placed a gold crown adorned with fine gems on his head. He is the King, he needs a crown befitting of his stature. A few of my hot bitches helped me undress him. He had a special surprise for us: a new man’s sleeve with flashing disco lights. Only the anaconda is big enough to spell out anaconda on a man sleeve! It took 10 hands to hold up the King of all Cocks. It was time for some Anaconda kisses. I fell to my knees and worshiped the greatest cock in the world, the biggest cock in the world too. I had another surprise for my King. A crown for the King of Cocks. The anaconda is big enough to wear his own crown! I begged for some billionaire nut sauce. Since his homecoming was being streamed live, I wanted the white losers and sugar baby wannabes to see how great The Living Legend’s cock really is. I could hear the whimpers of Splenda daddies and I could feel the green eyed jealousy stares of unworthy women from all over the world as I basked in best nut sauce around; as I basked in the aftermath of the best phone sex ever; as I basked in the glory of the King of all Women, my Big Daddy King.