I am a very acquired taste. I'm not the person who most peop.. (OnlyFans)

I am a very acquired taste. I'm not the person who most people think I am. Yes, I do very bad things and I do them very well. But I have zero regrets. It's like I always say some girls lead and some girls follow, but all the best girls suck and swallow. And yes, I may have a dirty mouth. But I can do wonderful things with it. I'm just saying. I don't hide the fact that I have been in the adult business for more years most people have even thought about staying at the same job. When asked, I don't run from it. Most people who know me understand this. Some, however, I truly believe they want me to lie. It's like they don't want people to know that they have a friend that is a professional slut by trade. So, when you invite me to a party or a get together, don't expect me to be anyone different from who I am. It will backfire and I will end up fucking the person who you don't want me to fuck just because I'm annoyed. I'll get into this more later today.

So I went to a party with people who are involved in racing cars. I was invited because one of the people that came to Daytona for the Daytona 500 was a fan and knew somebody that we both knew and asked me to come. I had nothing else to do, so I went. And the guy that was the fan happened to be a very attractive late 20s fit and sexy guy. He tried very hard to impress me and I'm sure he is a very impressive guy on paper. But I've never been easily swooned by job title, fame, net worth. None of that really matters to me. I'm more interested in what your dick looks like. But this guy did a pretty good job of keeping me interested. I was very curious about what his cock would look like. So, when he asked me how I felt about him, I told him to put his hands between my legs and find out for himself. Which he did not do. But he kept up with the sexual banter and after a while I grew tired of that. I just wanted to get to the point. So I finally just said “what do I have to do? Schedule a play date for your penis with my vagina?” That made him turn bright red. So I walked over to where he was sitting, crawled between his legs, unzipped him, and pulled his dick out. It was about 4 to 4 1/2 inches and very thin. I popped his little head in my mouth and rolled it around on my tongue for about a minute and then I felt his warm cum flood my mouth. I drank it down. It had a very nice texture and taste and I enjoyed the stringy and tacky feeling of it as it worked its way down my throat. I cleaned his cock up with my tongue. Though it was still hard, I put it back in his pants, zipped him up, kissed him on the forehead, and made my way home. He has texted me and called me more than a few times wanting to know if we could keep in touch. I blocked his number. It isn't going to work. I mean, I enjoyed drinking the sperm from the head of his cock, but that's about all it's ever going to be. He is a sparkler and I'm looking for fireworks. I should've fucked Connor instead. I'm just saying.

I should call Connor. Tell him that he left a blowjob at my house and that he might want to come over and get it. I think I'll wait until tomorrow. Let the sperm that I have already had settle. But then again, if he were to drain himself inside of me, that would be good too. I don't know. Should I, shouldn't I? What's a girl to do? I think that I will just finger myself. Then get a good Connor fucking in tomorrow. Bob is with me this week as well. I think I need Bob more than anyone. I need a guy like Bob that has a dick that is so good it makes me beg for his cum. With Bob, if it's dirty, kinky, naughty, messy, then I want it. But then again, why limit myself to just one? I can have them both. I'll let you know what I decide. Either way, it's going to be good.