Katrina here! Welcome to my world of perfection! A world in which I deserve only the best, don’t you think baby? I mean after all, perfection deserves royal treatment! *giggles* I started dating this guy recently. I had this dream the other day. It was a very, vivid, colorful dream. It seemed so incredibly real. I have gotten up in the morning before and been ridiculously horny, but this particular morning, I literally had to change all of my bedding… I’m talking sheets, pillows and cases and blankets… EVERYTHING! It was crazy! There he was sitting in a chair, tied so he couldn’t even get himself off. Ha… ha… ha…. I would claim “poor thing,” but I had no empathy for him. Absolutely none! The fucker couldn’t do anything for me, and I warned him when we were friends that I didn’t like itty bitty clits. If I found out that he had one, than he needed to be prepared to have cuckold phone sex.
It just so happens that recently, after three to four months of dating, I did in fact find out that he didn’t have much under his pants to offer to me. I was furious! Can you blame me? So, I told him, he was going to be my cuckolding bitch. He was going to sit and watch real men please my sweet, tight pussy. If he wanted to be with me, then he had to accept his fate of cuckold phone sex.
By the end of the dream, my boyfriend was begging and pleading to be a part of the action that was going on in front of him. I am talking about my being tied up, gagged and fucked by a twelve in cock. I was so wet you could hear it. Want to find out how my cuckold phone sex dream ended? I am willing to bet that you do! *wink*
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