
Small Penis Humiliation was hard for me when I started working here. Welp, not anymore and not when its little tictacs like this who call and want my “Honest opinion.” Honey, how does this even count as a dick!?
Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357
Tomorrow a pencil dick loser has opened himself up to extreme, public humiliation. When I log on, he’ll be paying all of the girls in the room to tolerate a ten-minute “loser trivia” game.
It will just be five questions and I’ve made it so easy for you to play and win! All of the answers will easily be found on my Twitter. By the end of the game, the player with the most points will be gifted a ten min call with me. Paid for by the loser himself.
Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357
Some girls have a super heavy time of the month. It can make things really uncomfortable and messy! Especially when one’s bladder gets weak during the same time. Look at this MESSY girl! She buys the cutest panties and even spends a ton of money on high quality, pretty undies.
But she never remembers to protect them during that time every month!
Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357
Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357
Send 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
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 Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357
Working eight hour shift days from home, glued to the computer servicing all of your horny needs makes it difficult to enjoy a healthy lunch. More often than not I have to order my food during the workweek. Sometimes I go for a quick sub, other times I want a meaty salad.
Today I placed an order from one of my favorite family restaurants. They make a great chicken tender salad with the best ranch dressing ever. I’ve ordered from them a few times here and there and I always have the same driver. He’s an older man who definitely likes to come to my house. Normally we share pleasantries and then he’s off to his business while I go back to mine, no harm, no foul. Today, however, he must have been planning to deliver me more than just my salad.