| "Mother
was right about men," recently jilted Miko mopes, absentmindedly fondling
her tender nips. "They'll fuck you six ways to Sunday, jizz on your face,
then leave you without a pot to piss in. When my sugar daddy, Mr. Rossdale,
found a new nympho, I knew my time as a kept woman was short."
Miko
grins, dropping her panties and squatting. "Before he could kick me to
the curb, I stole his valuable antique crystal punch bowl. Now I have a
priceless pot to piss in." Miko sighs, "Evening the score eases the pain
in my heart...but my pussy still aches with loneliness. What I need now
is a nasty rebound fuck. Anyone available?" |
