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I love to get together with some of my sexy girlfriends so they can see just how worthless you are. I will make you show it to each of them so they can go full-on mean-spirited urologist role-play on you. It’s amusing how the small ones can be adorable. I would never touch one or fuck one, but I sure can laugh at it until my belly hurts. But after the initial laughter, I am afraid I am going to have to really come at you so that you can understand exactly how pitiful you are. You aren’t a real man and I will never treat you as such. No, you are a pathetic excuse for a man and I need to understand that. And if I have to be mean to get you to see that then so be it. My meanness often comes as such a surprise to those who must bear my wrath. I look so sweet and my voice is so soft and reassuring, but I say the worst things to you. I know it is confusing, but that is the way it must be with a small penis humiliation phone sex call.
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