Sometimes I think of myself as a princess phone sex slut. I want and need to be pampered. Luckily the doctors at the hospital I intern at, love to spoil me with pretty presents and even party supplies. I have a small pool of rich doctors who vive for my attention. By attention I mean my hot tight cunnie and oral skills. One doctor, has been very elusive. I know he is not a saint. He is married and I saw his profile on not only Tinder but SugarDaddies.Com. He is literally a brain surgeon. They party the hardest and make the most money. Perfect for a hot teen slut like me. Today, I saw him in the supply room pilfering pills. I told him he should pilfer my pussy instead. He snubbed me yet again. No one snubs me. I am adorable with a kick ass body; men beg to worship me daily. I threatened to turn him in if he did not let me blow him right there. I thought once he knew how talented of a cock sucker I was, he would be in my pussy in seconds flat. Yes, I blackmail to get what I want.
I would not have really busted him, however. OMG. Once his pants were down I understood why he snubbed me. He didn’t want me knowing he had a fucking inch worm dick. Seriously, the smallest dick I have ever seen. His balls were the size of peas. His dick was a turtle in a shell. I laughed uncontrollably. Apparently, my reputation as a size queen is well known so he was avoiding me. Really a waste of a brain surgeon. Smart, handsome and loaded don’t make up for a baby dick in my world. But now that I knew his dirty really little secret, he was desperate to keep me quiet. I made a sweet deal. A monetary monthly allowance and a pill stipend. If you have a little pecker, you will have to tribute me too unless you want to be exposed as a shrimp dick loser. Pay up tiny dick losers.
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