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There I was, bare feet lazily arched on the table, sipping M..

Published: May 21st 2025, 7:26:37 pm

There I was, bare feet lazily arched on the table, sipping My Cabernet like the royalty I am… when a tiny cornichon rolled onto My plate. Pathetic. Barely a bite. And yet… it still had more girth than you. Imagine that.

The moral of this story? 🖤 Your sad, shriveled excuse for a cock exists for one purpose: to twitch pathetically at the sight of My flawless soles. You’ll never feel the heat of a pussy gripping you… but oh, you canimagine it, can’t you? Stroking your cornichon to the shadow of what real men get to enjoy. Pathetic.

Comment your size if you’ve accepted your place at My feet… or lie, and embarrass yourself further. 🦹🏻‍♀️💅