Fifty Shades-

Wednesday, 1 July 2015

"Sometimes Your Knight In Shining Armor Is Just A Retard In Tin Foil"

Ummm!

**From:
TrashBag
Dated:
7/1/15 2:46 AM**
A perfect morning breakfast.... you're strapped to a chair with a vibrating dildo rotating and milking your pussy. Your gag is homemade and filled with my salty juice.. as you writhe in pleasure and moan like a whore I reward you by pulling the gag out of your mouth and pressing my cock into your tonsils, gushing the load you so willingly desire.
Ohh! Hi. I'm fine thank you, how are you...Yes, I can't sleep either...

"Gags!"

**Me {Her}
on 7/1/15 at 2:52 AM:**
I reward you by biting your cock clean off, watching you spurt arterial blood as you lay dying on the floor. I spit out your useless cock, untie myself and call the police with an anonymous tip: I've killed another copy-pasta fucker on the Internet. Why, they ask? Because he sent me his disgusting fantasy without asking. And I'm not into men. I put down the phone and kick your penis over to your face, which is getting paler and paler. You're almost gone. "Suck your own dick" I say, as I watch the last bit of life drain from your barely human eyes. I walk out the door and breathe a sigh of relief, your blood still metallic on my tongue. A perfect morning breakfast indeed.
PMSL! Good response...See. She responded. She was not rude to him...{HaHaHa-Ohhhh!} so funny...Yes I have got a strange sense of humor...

He didn't reply what do you think I did wrong pls he seems truly dominate. Happy Birthday to me!

Lol!

Good for her, putting him in his place...

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