#spitting

We’re not stopping the scene. I’m not tapping out. I’m still having fun. If you do it again I’m not going to feel violated or whatever but FOR THE LOVE OF GOD.

He sped to meet me too, the filthy pervert.

First meeting and he's hiding like a rabbit in his car. Tsk, I lean over the window, glaring at this stupid cuck. He rolls down the window, he's absolutely cowed, face shocked 😆 I said, "Is that any way to say hello to your goddess?" All he could stumble out was a pathetic "no."

I roll my eyes and walk into the "coffee" shop. Strike two, he wasn't quick enough to hold the door open - another man did it instead.

I grab my coffee, none for the pet, and walk out. He learned to be quick this time. Sizing him up outside, he's a scrawny cracker, no dick print to speak of either. I could crush him and he'd be thankful for the death.

Disgusted, I demand he take me home. He's quick to open the car door, "my pleasure, goddess". 🤭 fucking clit throbber right there.

Nothing can physically happen in the car, so I mock him instead. His car is just as sad as he is, with a cracked windshield clearly from a thrown dump truck stone, seats cracked so bad Walter White's trying to claim it, and hella dirt everywhere; I was surprised it didn't smell. I thought Girl what have I gotten myself into???

I don't want this pervert in the house, so I make him kneel in the driveway. He kneels like a prisoner of war 😭 I don't know how to handle it, so I kick him in the chest. Now this freak is sprawled on the ground with this stupid eager face.

I slip my shoe off (missed opportunity to make him do it) and tell him to kiss my feet. He's so fucking eager with it, I can't help but to step on his face and rub my sweaty socks all over that ugly mug. The perv didn't stop kissing my foot the whole time either. (Also missed opportunity to make him put my shoe back on too)

I told him it was time to give me a tribute, he offered the meager gift, and I left him there begging to come inside with me. Lol hell no, a man in my house?

He was so desperate for more he pleaded with me via message to at least kick his balls or spit on him. Ugh fine, I'm a kind goddess after all. So in my robe, with my breasts bouncing in my bra, I walk up again to his stupid surprised face ogling my body. I tell him to open his mouth, then spit directly into it and said "now get the fuck off my driveway."

"Thank you, goddess" is all he said.