One Ringy Dingy
Meanwhile over at Niteflirt, the phone lines are on – so let’s email Mz Devious to discuss our needs.
Translation: Phone calls are pricey — but please, I beg you to take my credit card. Once my dick vomits and I’m in that awkward state of post-fetish-orgasmic denial, I’ll claim the card was stolen and reverse the charges. Easy peasy. Do enjoy your stay in the slammer Mz Perfect Princess Goddess whatever your name is.
Hmmmmm — tough one. Call Me maybe?
I am not accepting bullshit at this time. Please serve it elsewhere. K thx bai.