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. Fuck What You Heard – I’m Jen, 30, & I’ll Suck The Soul Out Your Dick Before You Even Say Please ..

Hey you. Yeah you with the hard-on readin’ this.

 

I’m Jen. 30. Not some prissy little princess – I’m that messy, sweaty, “oops I forgot my panties” kinda bitch you don’t bring home to momma. .

 

Got soft curves from eatin’ real food, tits that’ll smother your whining ass, and a mouth so goddamn wet you’ll come just lookin’ at it. My waist? Tiny. My grip? Fuckin’ vice. I ride like I’m tryna break the saddle – and honey, you’re the saddle. ..

 

Now lemme tell you somethin’ true. Somethin’ that happened just last week when the whole world was meltin’...

 

.️ Mid-Jan. Heatwave from hell. My AC? Dead as a doornail.

So this technician shows up – not some skinny sweat-stain loser, nah. This guy’s thick, bearded, forearms like hams. He walks in and my AC ain’t the only thing about to get worked on. .

 

I answer the door in a tiny wet tank top (no bra – obviously) and these little shorts that might as well be a napkin. My nipples sayin’ hello the whole time. He’s tryna be professional, checkin’ the thermostat, but I keep “accidentally” brushin’ against his tool belt. Drippin’ sweat. Drippin’ everythin’.

 

Dude finally snaps. Grabs me by my wet hair, shoves me onto the couch, rips my shorts off with his teeth like a hungry dog. Then he buries his face between my legs – and holy shit. Slobbery, loud, nasty head. I’m screamin’ so loud my neighbor texts “u good?” I didn’t even answer. I came twice just from his tongue. Then he flips me on all fours, and pounds me from behind while the useless fan spins above. I came two more times – four total. He fixed the AC after. Barely. ...

 

That’s the kinda fun I bring. No fake moans. No “oh you’re so big” bullshit unless you actually are (and even then I’ll roast you if you suck). .

 

I don’t do fancy dates. Don’t need dinner. Just you, me, a bed or a couch or a floor – and a whole lotta bad decisions.

 

Wanna feel my thighs shake around your face? Wanna watch me ride you ‘til my makeup runs and your soul leaves your body? Then stop readin’ and start typin’.

 

TEXT ME. Don’t call. I won’t pick up – I’m probably busy makin’ some other idiot see stars. But I’ll get back to you when I’m done. Could be 5 mins. Could be an hour. Deal with it. .

 

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. Payment shit – read it or get lost:

Cash only. Or PayID instant transfer only – if that shit says “pending” or “delayed” I’m not spreadin’ my legs. Don’t even try. You send, I see the money in my account right then, we play. No exceptions. .

 

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So go on. Text me your name, your age, and what the fuck you wanna do to me. Or don’t. I really don’t give a shit – there’s five other guys in my DMs already. ..

 

— Jen .

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