Loser of the Week
I call him skidmark because he is exactly that – a pathetic little skidmark on the panties of life.
He is not even worth being called a werm like most of My pathetic little losers.
He calls Me up and mumbles and fawns all over Me – if I saw him in real life, I would barely glance at him. He would be a nonperson to Me. If it weren’t for the money he is always throwing My way, I probably wouldn’t even take his calls.
I do enjoy humiliating him though. Whenever he calls, I make it a personal mission to get him to burst out into tears before the call ends. Usually they are either tears of humiliation or of frustration, as I make him stop stroking before he cums. No cumming on My watch, little skidmark.
I know I thrill him just by the thought of a glance at My luscious ass. He loves to pretend he is licking it, as I sit on him, smothering him, teasing his little winkie, sticking a huge buttplug up his ass.
Perhaps one day if he throws enough money at Me and begs hard enough, I will send him a picture… Nah, probably not 
