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Do you imagine that you’re dating me? I bet you think of this flowery little fantasy where we’re in love and spend nights on the couch together. Tangled in each other’s arms and making love until the sun comes up.
Well, let me squash that image for you. Because that’s not at all what it would be like. If we were dating, you’d spoil me like the princess I am, of course. You’d watch me dress up, looking so sexy, for the club that you’ll accompany me to, but you know by the end of the night, it won’t be you I’m fucking.
Imagine You’re Dating Me
When we get to the club, I’d turn and look at you after you pay valet to park the car. Reminding you that you have to wait five to ten minutes before you can follow me into the club so that all the guys inside think I’m single.
Once inside, you can sit at the bar and watch me dance and flirt. If I connect with someone and want to take them home, I’ll find you, and you’ll pretend to be my driver. Don’t call me anything other than “Miss Belle” in front of the men I’ll be cucking you with.
Imagine having to drive while the stranger and I are in the back seat making out. Maybe I’m even giving him head, or his fingers are in my pussy. Mmm, I know you’ll be leaking in your cock cage. When we get home, sit on the couch in the dark, and listen to how a real man fucks your girlfriend.
Do you still wanna imagine dating me?
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