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Call Confessions: Ball Sack Thwacks & Smacks, Ruined Orgasm For Dessert

I love it when you know what you are, when you don’t make it a guessing game. It’s a lesson that some of you could stand to learn. Like those of you that swear you’re straight. Sure. I can spin a sexy sorority college fantasy until I’m blue in the face and it’s as exciting to you as a pile of paint swatches, but I introduce a sexy masculine hardbody with a juicy cock and THEN you blow your load.
But sometimes the truth is all over you and you don’t bother hiding it. It’s become a sad reality that you’ve turned into pulse-pounding shame and a guaranteed way to get off. Such is the story of my porn addict with a tiny dick. The end of the story is that I ruined his orgasm. But before I did, we had some fun.

Loser For Life

We always talk about porn when he calls. He’s addicted to pretty girls that take big cock and just can’t stop watching them stretch! Now, porn may set the tone, but I like to lay that SPH on thick! He knows his place and what he deserves. Licking girls instead of fucking them is all he’ll ever have. His little clit just never grew and he had to finally accept that he would be a loser for life. He even confessed to a few pity fucks he’s gotten in the past when he brought women home and they found out how small his dick was. Awww! That’s the life of a pindick!

A Ruined Orgasm Fit For A Bitch

He stroked his sad nub because I let him, but I wanted his fingers in his magic pleasure hole. The moans and sighs were instant proof that the bitch needed cock and it’s in that moment that I sure wished I was watching him get stuffed on Skype! But CBT was Door #2 and I took it. My slut isn’t hesitant to use his spatula for sexy evil. He isn’t a nervous little bitch that begs me to be gentle when I begin to demand things. He isn’t going to take it easy on himself and short me in the the process. I want to hear that plastic spatula. I want to hear that THWACK and I don’t have to order him to comply. He gives it to me.

One THWACK after another on his balls and cock, even spanking the tip results in a few satsifying SMACKS that brought a smile to my face. The pain from the spatula wasn’t the end, though. I let him work his sore, little loser cock until just the right moment and then a ruined orgasm finished him off. I could hear him whimper and wince at the pain it all left behind, the dull thud that he would have the rest of the night. As he should.
Thanks for playing, loser!

 

* Call Confessions is not a surprise blog and featured callers have been notified. Any names I use are changed to protect the not so innocent. *

 

 

 

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