Instead of Apartment, They Wanted to See My Meat
I am not a touchy person at all, but these people came into my house and made fun of my taste and habits. I would have gotten back at them properly, but it turned out that they, like me, loved parties and a cheerful atmosphere of hedonism. They wanted to make money doing what they loved. Well, they came to the right place! My cock is always at your service! And this time the deal is sure to go through, Mr. Realtor. Just wait till this lovely foreign girl drains my balls…
