He hit me up with a promise of a good time. Not just a typical good time either. A promise of a 12-inch-long width of a coke can good time. Hmmmm…. Skeptical as always, I at least figured for a good 8 inch and wide. We took it to the bedroom, and I started unbuckling his pants and peeling away his boxers, anticipating my treat. I reached and it was small, but it was still soft, so I gave a little bit. I kissed and stroked him, and his cock came to life. Not nearly what he had promised so I threw him back and buried my face between his legs. I started sucking and licking in hopes of some growth. After about 10 minutes this mother fucker was still only about 6 inches and just a little bigger than a toothbrush holder. I bust out laughing and told him that his little worm was going nowhere near my perfect pussy. Then I whispered in his ear that I had a surprise for him. I turned him on his stomach and reached into my drawer. Grabbed out my biggest vibrator, pushed it in his mouth to suck on it until it was nice and wet. Then I plunged it into his ass and turned it on. He tried to stop me, and he tried to resist but that little carrot was leaking everywhere, and it wasn’t ranch dressing. I fucking pushed it in further, cranked up the vibrations and laughed as he came over and over again. 12 inches my ass. Bet you have a big one to please me though, don’t you?
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Will you make fun of my little clitty, Mistress?