Little Things Mean A Lot
Little things do mean a lot. I mean if you believe all those cliches about the best things coming in small packages like I do, you just can’t resist trying to find the perfect tiny treasure to make all your own.
Finding these little treats isn’t always easy but that’s why you come looking for me. You need a wickedly devious, erotic accomplice to help assist you with every last detail.
We’ll push each other further, test the boundaries of what’s acceptable and we’ll find ourselves slipping deeper and deeper into depravity. You see, I love all the twisted and sadistic fantasies that get your cock throbbing and aching for a hard fuck, and the younger our little fuck toys are the better.
Hmm, kidnapping, murder and rape fantasies…between the two of us can you imagine all the fuck up and deliciously hot scenarios we can come up with? It just makes my mouth water and my pussy drip at the very thought of it.
I get off watching lose all your inhibitions and give in to that dark, remorseless side of you that takes sure pleasure in stalking, torturing, using and discarding all the innocent, young victims that have the misfortune of falling into our clutches.
Watch as I take her first, taste that sweet young fresh cunt, sweet as sugar her honey drips off my crimson lips. Oh, but I can’t help but lie back and finger my smooth, wet pussy as you violently fuck that little useless whore and shoot loads of cum in her tiny twat.
As we sink deeper and deeper into the perverted world of snuff and depravity it only gives me the urge to push harder, further and accompany you on this irresistibly twisted and wicked journey.
