This is my "I'm bored and waiting for another plumber so loo.. (OnlyFans)

This is my "I'm bored and waiting for another plumber so look at my giant clit while I rub it." video. I'm just saying. Now, look at my giant clit while I rub it. Humor me dammit.

The first plumber pumped so much sperm into me that I was overflowing with baby batter. There is no way he didn't knock me up! Just kidding. In my dreams, maybe. I wouldn't touch this guy. He sucked at his job, came to the door smoking a cigarette, and just didn't instill confidence. I gave him a chance, but he was cranky, smelled dirty and not dirty from working, and had no idea what he was doing. He just started 2 weeks ago and couldn't figure out how to work the equipment. He called someone, and they said they would send someone else. I said no thanks, I'm good, I'll figure it out. Then I promptly called someone else. They will be here later this afternoon. So, plumber number one down, next plumber, come on down! I hope they get here soon because I got an unexpected cock opportunity that I don't want to pass up. Yes, it's Bob. Who else?

Let me tell you about Bob, though. Bob is annoying me. He is a fucking supermodel for real. Complete with a supermodel cock. It's big, and it's beautiful. Fuck if he isn't a real fucking ballsack, though. He hates his fiance now, but she has money, so he's marrying her anyway. Sure, I'm not helping. He is pumping jizz into my vagina whenever he feels like it. Which if that's all he did, I would be happy. But it's not. He's talking, and that's a problem. Why? Because he's an asshole. He treats people like assholes. He has this superiority thing going on. It's getting gross. But anyway, it's okay to get some pussy on the side, but if you don't really like her, why beat her up like that? Just move on. He's beautiful. He can find another chick in minutes. Now I'm starting to hate his dick. It's like an obsession that isn't healthy. I need to kick the addiction. I can't help it, though. He calls, and my pussy just swamps out in anticipation of being bred by his perfect cock. He called today and wants to get together tonight, so I said I would get back to him. I masturbated and came damn hard, hoping to take off the "Bob edge," but two minutes later, I texted him and said see you at 7. I kind of wish he would move. I'd probably follow him because my pussy would make me. No, I wouldn't, but I won't get lucky enough for him to move. Enough ranting about Bob. I'll let you know how it goes.