Mr. A. called me from South Carolina.

He said he wanted to be teased and denied. I said no problem.

We talked about a whole bunch of naughty things and I found out all kinds of things about him.

I found out that his wife was frigid bitch. She doesn’t fuck him or kiss him. That launched into an entire cuckold fantasy journey, but Mr. A. had a secret. He could barely breathe it to me, but I got it out of him, of course.

He wants cock.

All the things he wants done to his wife, he wants done to him MORE.

Mr. A. wants to be stretched and stuffed and filled with big, black cock. He wants to suck cock until he chokes. He wants to be filled with white ropes of milky cream.

I made him finger his ass and say the filthiest things to me. He shuddered and trembled and loved every minute of it.

I know your secret, Mr. A.

And now that I do, it has begun. I have my ways. I take my time and I get what I want.

You’re going to suck a cock.