Some men need sissy humiliation. I got cat fished on Tinder. I thought that only happened to men, lol. The guy I swiped right for was a 22-year-old beef cake boy with a 9-inch cut cock. What showed up was a 42-year-old loser. He thought I would not catch that bait and switch? Even blind, I would know he was not what I wanted. He made the mistake of assuming because of this virus, that I was somehow desperate. Never. I am a sexy woman. I have standards than have not changed just because of this virus. I lured him upstairs. He thought we were going to fuck, but I had other plans. He needed some tough love and some phone sex therapy. I put him in my closet. He needed to be in girly clothes. He was no man. I was taller than him. He was like 5’3 tops because I am 5’5. He told me big things come in small packages and I called bullshit on him. He whipped out a clit. He had a three-inch nub. My pinky finger could give me more pleasure than his pickle. I laughed so hard; I almost peed my panties. I told him to put on a pair of pink panties. Small dick humiliation was not his thing, but I did not care because he duped me. He was in MY house under false pretenses and I was mad. I was disappointed and pissed off, and he felt my wrath. I made him prance around in panties. I even put him in heels and gave him a make-up lesson. Fucking pussy. He was better looking feminized. He was not a man. Once I got him liquored up, he lost the bravado he had. I think he just gave up trying to fuck me because I stood my ground. Maybe he was just indulging me or perhaps he just needed some forced fem fun. Either way, he has a whole new image now.
Farah
Call Farah: (855) 733-5746 ext 4710
Visit Farah's Phone Sex Profile
Read Farah 's Phone Sex Blog
; ?>/web_images/cc.png)