The only thing I like more than Pumpkin Spice lattes is cuckold phone sex. I love fall weather because it is so much easier to cuckold men. I know you are wondering what mother nature has to do it with it. Hear me out. Starbucks in the fall is full of men and women wanting Pumpkin Spice specialty drinks. It is definitely a white thing. Anyway, white men in a Starbucks never have big dicks. Maybe in bigger cities they do, but real men do not drink Pumpkin Spice anything ever. I always find white losers in the fall at Starbucks. I walk in dressed like a trailer trash whore and set up the first white loser to hit on me. The loser today was Marc. He looked like a yuppy who wanted to take a walk on the wild side. He was out of his league with me. I am a BBC whore. I am a size queen. And I am a cuckold phone sex expert. I do not go to Starbucks for Pumpkin Spice and cock. I go to Starbucks for Pumpkin Spice lattes and small cock humiliation. It is like my fall sport, LOL.
I had Marc back in my trailer. He was down to fuck. The closeted fag sipped his Pumpkin Spice latte while pulling his small dick out of his trousers. I could not stop laughing. I knew it. He had the tiniest dick I had ever seen. I mean my pinky was bigger and thicker. He thought I was some trailer park whore and would not mind his small dick. I know his type. They see a trashy milf in a Starbucks drinking a suburban drink and think I am trying to hook a rich investment banker or something. Nope. I am looking to cuckold phone sex some white loser who looks down on women like me. Marc was blind sided when two hung black men emerged out of my bedroom and fucked me in front of him. I told him to drink his faggy drink and watch real men fuck me. I made him sip his Pumpkin Spice latte while I did what I do best which is suck on those huge black cocks. I love fall. Pumpkin Spice lattes and cuckolding go together.