Good morning everyone, hope your Friday goes super-duper, yo.. (OnlyFans)

Good morning everyone, hope your Friday goes super-duper, your dick gets wet, and my pussy gets coated with nut slime.  Sounds like a solid plan if you are asking me.  Fuck I got a lot of shit to do before I can sit down and enjoy a good cock slipping inside of me.  I got no date, so to Tinder, I go.  Who knows on there.  I really need to put the phone down and get busy on my crap.  But I won't.  I'll look at a hundred guys, take a wild guess as to if they have a magical penis, send off a few likes that may or may not be returned.  How do I meat them, you ask?  I go to the beach.  Give them the area and see if they show up.  Tinder dates are odd.  I don't know them.  I don't know their history, but I have to figure if they are on Tinder; they, at the very least, want to be, if not are, sexually active.  So I have to be careful.  As most of you know, I fucking hate, and I do mean hate, condoms.  So I suck their dick.  Which I like sucking their dicks.  I like sucking their dicks a whole lot.  I do finger myself while I'm eating their dick and, more often than not, get myself off in a big way.  They often want to fuck, bring condoms, but I rarely cum with a condom, so it's a say-no situation.  Yes, that pisses them off, but I will not get rubbed raw by a piece of plastic so they can nut in a baggie.  If they have a good dick, I try and talk them into spending the $100 to get tested, but most of them never do.  So Tinder ends up being my go-to place to find dicks to suck. Which, again, I am pretty happy about that. 

On the subject of Tinder.  I was wondering how many dicks have I drained down my throat that I found on the app?  I was able to go back through the app and find 36 guys that I actually swallowed their sperm over two years.  I met a lot more, but I either did nothing with those guys, tried to do something, but their penis wasn't feeling well, and yes, a few that didn't cum for one reason or another.  Thirty-six in two years isn't bad. I can't remember one bad experience.  It always gets awkward when a guy can't get hard but only because they make it that way.  I try to get them to quit fighting themselves, and if they do, boom, hard cock.  Do I feel like it's my fault or an insult if someone doesn't get hard for me?  Absolutely not.  They wouldn't have whipped it out and put it in my face if they didn't want me to empty it in my mouth.  It's the human body.  It doesn't always work the way we want it to.  Do I get pissed off if it doesn't get hard?  No, but you better at least eat me because if I try to make your dick hard, my clit is expecting some action.  I don't care if you stick it in or not, but I better feel your tongue bouncing my clit around.  It helps.  Close to half of guys who have stage fright are immediately cured once they pop my clit in their mouth.  My clit has many therapeutic properties.  Just saying.

Someone is going to say that me sucking 36 or more dicks is a whoreish number.  Check yourself, Mr.  That is just Tinder.  It doesn't include the other fifty or so over a year's time.  When Wilt Chamberlin said he fucked over 5000 girls, I said, "Oh yeah? Hold my beer."   Do I have him beat throughout a lifetime?  Pfft, absolutely.  And I am still going.  Most of them were from my past careers, but they still count.  Did I cum from them all?  You know I didn't.  They don't know that, but you do.  I would say closer to maybe 1/3rd to maybe 1/2 got me off.  Plus, condoms were used by every single last one of them, so they were at a massive disadvantage to begin with.  I need not explain how I detest condoms.  Regrets from any of them?  I want to say yes.  I feel like I need to say yes, but I can't think of one.  To be fair.  If there was an obvious problem, such as say hygiene, I shut it down before starting.  But guys, for the most part, are good people.  WAIT!!!!  I know now why I want to say yes.  Guys with spiels.  Little scripts they stick to and run on every chick they can find.  I played along because I thought it was better to know they were idiots than to tell them.  There is a motto I stick to so I don't get out of whack myself.  If you think you are the most intelligent person in the room, then you are not.  If I remember that, it keeps me from putting my foot in my mouth instead of a dick.  The spiel guys have one thing in common.  They think you're stupid.  Even if I know they are complete morons, in their mind, I am a mindless fuck doll that will believe anything they tell me.  I would never see them again.  I was always busy.  So they would be the regret.  I probably met about 20 or 30 of them over the years.