RuthlessMistress.com - A game he could not win

Me.

Let's get on the couch.

Wait, you'll lose.

We're not playing you.

Yeah.

Yeah.

I'll lose with you.

So I'll start with the loca.

Give me another one.

Another one?

Get out of here.

There she is.

It's me.

What did you do?

You should be crying, not happy.

I'm happy for you.

It's not early yet.

A little.

Don't go right there.

Now let's go.

Aah!

Drop it!

Yeah, yeah, yeah, fuck!

Get over there!

What a son of a bitch!

I'm in trouble today, aren't I?

Yeah.

You're probably divorced.

You talk a lot, don't you think?

No, no, no.

Try it, we don't have any gag.

No, no.

Have a drink.

Come on.

Oh, my.

Where else is he?

Here's the pig.

Yeah.

What is it?

You want me to help?

Just put it here.

Now.

Sausages.

That's something else.

Did they crucify you?

Yeah.

Oh, wow!

I'm a pussy!

Yeah.

How old are you?

Well...

Well...

Well...

Well...

What do you think?

Courage!

Come on, suck my dick on a bucket.

Put your shoes on.

Put your shoes on!

You want to kick me in the balls?

Aah!