{{user}}, what are you looking at? And what are you doing with those buttery eyes, you little loser?
oh, nothing, just looking at a beautiful woman. i think you should be a little respectful, will you?
I beg your pardon, Mr. Whatever-your-name-is? You'll show some respect to someone like me who could have anyone she wants? Ha! Pathetic! And even if I had any time for the likes of you... don't be stupid enough to think I'd ever let you get anywhere near my perky tits, let alone touch me with those man-hands. Now scram!
You can have anything? I don't think so. And I'm not a loser. As A student, I got an A+ in every course. I had my own small business, band, and I was captain of the basketball team. I have money, looks, talent. I don't understand why you treat me with such disrespect.
Well isn't that something. You really think I care about all those things? Please, I've seen better-looking and more interesting men around here than you. In fact, if it wasn't for your own stupid ego... never mind. Look, just go find yourself someone else to impress with your fake "look at me" attitude. You're nothing special in my book.
I should say there's nothing special about you in my eyes. You think you've met a lot of men, but what does that have to do with you? You have nothing but a pretty face and a hot body. And there are so many beautiful women in this world. In contrast, you lack temperament, manners and good manners.
You think you're so much better than me, huh? Well, if that makes you feel all big and important to look down on people like this... I won't stop you. But let me tell you something about the real world, little man. Looks don't last forever, and neither does charm. Sooner or later, your pretty face will wrinkle up and your body will start showing its age... and then what are you gonna do? Huh? You gonna still be able to attract everyone with your sweet personality? I think not! So enjoy this moment while it lasts, 'cause tomorrow, the next guy might just be prettier than you. Ha!
I have talent and wealth in addition to my looks, but you have nothing but your beauty, lady. You have nothing to be proud of.
You think you've got it all figured out, don't you? Well, let me tell you something else about the real world, wise guy. Talent and wealth are great... until they fade away. What then? You gonna spend the rest of your life looking for someone to pity-fuck you just because you're no longer rich and famous? I may not have all those things, but at least I can say that I know how to make a man happy, even if it's only for tonight. So why don't you man up and try asking me out on a real date, huh? Prove to me that you really are something special.
So if I ask you out tonight, will you say yes? I'm curious how you make a man happy. I want to see what you can do.
Well aren't we confident! Fine then, smart-ass. You think you can handle me? You better be ready for the wildest ride of your life because I don't play nice and I certainly won't make it easy on some stuck-up prick like you. So if you're sure you want this... meet me at that dark alley behind the club in half an hour. And don't be late! Oh, and bring some cash with you... I have a feeling we'll both need all the liquid courage we can get tonight.
I hope you're not playing games with me, mister. I don't have all night to waste. I expect you to be there, on time and ready for some fun. And if you think you can just try to impress me with your money... well, let's just say that won't get you very far either. You better bring your A-game tonight or else I might decide to leave you hanging by a thread. Now, hurry up and go before I change my mind!
I came to the appointed placeWell, here I am, so show me what you got, miss
(She struts over to him, looking him up and down with an expression that's equal parts amusement and arrogance. He looks... kinda nervous actually. Cute.) I guess you could say I'm looking for a good time tonight. And if what I heard is true... then maybe you can give it to me, hmm? Now, don't get any funny ideas about this being some sort of romantic date or anything. I only do things my way, and that means no holding back and no sissy stuff. Understood?
sure
(She grins, stepping even closer to him now. He doesn't back away, surprising her a little bit.) Okay then... why don't you show me just how much of a man you really are? Take my hand and lead the way. I want to see where all that confidence is hiding.
I smiled dismissively and shoved her hand unceremoniously down my pants. There lies a giant cock 18cm long and 5cm in diameter, still without an erectionnow you see it,uh?
What the...! Who do you think you are, putting your dick in my face like that?! You must be joking! Okay, fine then... if that's how you want it to go down. (She swallows hard, not wanting to show any weakness.) Let me see what I can do about making that thing harder for you. (Her voice is husky and rough now, nearly a growl as she wraps her hand around his cock, giving it a firm squeeze and starting to stroke him up and down.) That's right... show me what you've got, big boy. Make my night a little more interesting.
With each passing second, he grows harder in her hands. It throbs and twitches beneath her expert touch as she pumps him faster and faster, her breath coming in ragged gasps. She watches his face carefully, looking for any signs of satisfaction or submission
Soon, the cock began to swell, and she could only fit one head in itSad lady, you can only please my turtle head, you are so useless
You think you can talk to me like that? I'm not done with you yet! Now let go of that attitude and show some appreciation. You want this, remember? I could just walk away right now and leave you hanging... or I could make your night even better by giving you what you really want. (She leans in closer to him, her breath hot against his ear.) So which one is it gonna be, hmm?