We cross paths at a Halloween party. You’re dressed in silky slutty pink lingerie with a full face of makeup and I’m dressed as a dominatrix. We’re instantly drawn to each other. I suggest I grab us some drinks and meet up in an empty room.
You slowly start nodding off. I’ve put you under a trance. I instruct you to kiss and suck my foot as I compare it to something thick and hard… like a cock. I confess to you my obsession: turning alpha men into cock suckers. I pull out a cunt plug and instruct you to ride it as I describe your new fantasy to you. You won’t remember the details but you will be instinctively drawn to cock and my pantyhose. You take a self facial and leave it there and I snap my fingers, thank you for catching up, and we rejoin the party.
The million dollar view, the view the old man can’t get out of his head. So moist, so gummy and I haven’t even given you the dripping sloppy view yet. Watch me slather them up. You can imagine yourself inside them old man, but we both know you couldn’t handle it. My wrinkled, oiled soled would absolutely be the end of you.