How could I ever fuck anyone that wanted to eat what came out of my asshole? How could I ever possibly see them as a person? You know your obsession with my kaviar puts you out of the running of men I would like to fuck, right? It makes you filthy. It makes you disgusting. You’ll never be a real man in my eyes. After all, I know your dirty little secret. I know how you jerk off to the thought of being underneath me while I squeeze one out, I know you think about my chocolate in your mouth, I know how you crave being my toilet bitch. I’ll never fuck you. I’d rather fuck a real man. Real men aren’t obsessed with my fudge. You’re just a toilet cuck. And do you know what I do to toilet cucks?
