The best phone sex is violent, bloody and often forced. With me at least it is because I am a sick bitch. I do not do the typical fuck calls. I do snuff sex. I hate most people. I am not people person. I do not need a man to thrive. I thrive fine on my own. When men get too close and clingy, I kill them. Call me a black widow of sorts. I tell men I fuck about my rules. Do not get attached to me because this is just sex. I tell them no pillow talk and no spooning. No baby talk either. This is just sex and I hate sweet talk and anything romantic. Not who I am. I am no man’s girlfriend ever. So, when Nathan spooned me in bed after fucking and called me baby, I knew he had to die. Honestly, I have killed for less. I am a nasty freak. I am clear about the no girlfriend stuff, but men never believe me until I have castrated them or killed them. Nathan did not heed my warnings. It was not like I wanted to kill him. I wanted to kill many others, but Nathan had a nice cock. He could make me cum. But he ran his mouth too much. He got too romantic. That shit annoys me. Nathan is now coyote shit. If you call me, remember Nathan so you don’t make his mistakes.
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