Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357Send me an email telling me why you’re bigger, better, more deserving of my time than a #pencildickloser and I’ll make @thesdm4in pay for your next #phonesex call.
The contest will run till August seventeenth. Make it as #humiliating as possible for a better chance to win.
Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357
UGH! My little brother is ANNOYING! He is ALWAYS trying to get me in trouble. They twit never listens and always argues with me when it’s clear, I know best. We were arguing yesterday because he’s dumb and Mommy stomped in with a red face. Her hands were on her hips and it was clear she was MAD.
“That’s it!” She fumed. “I’ve had it with the two of you! I’m putting you in the Get Along Diaper!”
Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357
Well, that didn’t go as I planned. thesdm4in and I planned this crazy fun game, or so we thought! We offered for him to pay for your next session with me if your dick was bigger than his. See he is OBSESSED with his pencil dick. He knows its too thin to make a woman cum and he always slips out.
This poor loser knows he has to pay to make women like me happy so our game was going to be a good giggle. I thought my inbox would be flooded with big, juicy dicks! I thought the loser would go BROKE paying for y’alls orgasms but that didn’t happen.
Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357
I don’t sing but my friends love Karaoke night. I agreed to go because it’s always fun to dance and laugh at all the off-key, tone-deaf dummies who jump on stage. We were a few drinks in when a man stepped up on to the stage. The air in the room changed, it seemed. As if in that moment, time stood still and he owned every one of us before him. The whole bar was silent as he gripped the mic and smiled over his audience.
A blue-colored spotlight made him look incredibly sexy as he pushed his sleeves up to his elbows and cleared his throat. The music started and his head began to bob with the beat. His hand tapping over his thigh. I felt drawn toward the stage. Like I had to meet him.
Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357
I’m a good girl…most of the time. It’s just you’re so easy to rile up. I don’t even intend to be bratty when I open my mouth. The naughty, bad things just slip right out and then your face gets so red. I like it best when you chuckle a little. As if you can’t even believe what you just heard.
Being mischievous is just in my nature. I can’t fight who I am and I don’t think you really want me to either, do you? You wouldn’t want me to change the perfect princess that I am and be some muddled version of someone else, right?
Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357
Free Calls – Beat the Loser!
Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357
Bossman likes to make me feel stupid. He’s arrogant and narcissistic. It’s funny to me that he thinks so highly of himself because everyone actually hates him. However, this morning he crossed the line. He pinched my ass and grossly whispered in my ear that he was, “too much for a little girl like you to handle.”
I almost threw up in my mouth and decided I was going to show him what, “too much” felt like.
Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357
I am the personification of your life dissolving. You knew it the moment you looked upon me and ached to give me anything I desired. I am your Grim Reaper. Perhaps you thought you could invite me in and keep me on a leash.
Did you think you could allow me to bring destruction and chaos to only certain parts of your life? Fucking dumbass. You can not control me. You may welcome me in to ruin your marriage and then find yourself in financial ruin as well. Or possibly the other way around. Did you crawl to me with your wallet waved in your outstretched hand only for me to spot that stupid gold band and destroy more than you bargained for?
Kayla 1844-332-2639 ext 357
Holy fucking moly, y’all. Lookie what Kaykay has found! The fattest, fucking faggot cock around! He is a VERY bad boy and in need of much training. I guess growing up with a monster between your thighs would make you think you can run the show. Don’t you worry, Kaykay is going to put him in his place!
On his knees, mouth open and begging for cocks as big as his. See, this faggot is a sizest! That’s right. He won’t suck meat smaller than his own. Did I mention the above picture is AFTER I drained his faggy balls?
I grew up in a really small New England town. The Fourth of July was always my favorite holiday because the whole town treated the special day like it was more important than Christmas. The town square would be filled with vendors and food booths during the day. At noon a parade made of several towns would make their way down the main street with all of us cheering and catching candy treats thrown our way. Then at night, everything magically cleared away to make room for the Fireworks display.
Both of my parents were licensed firework technicians along with two sets of my aunts and uncles. The town hired them to set off the incredible display every year which left me unsupervised during the show. It was on the Fourth of July that I had my very first kiss.