Last night and into the wee hours of the morning I was with My new cocaine forced intox boyfriend. It was a 6-hour ordeal and his nose, wallet, and cock kept going and going and going … until his credit card wouldn’t work anymore. It was a sad moment, but I was tired and happy to fall asleep with a fresh $2000 in My bank account. I loved every minute of it. This little cocaine cowboy showed up a short while back and I immediately knew we had a bright, sexy, dark, emotionally violent, and deeply manipulative road ahead. I neglected to brag last time I fingered his wallet, but I’m rectifying that today. If last night was any indicator, this one is going to go all the way in … and you know I love nothing more than the sweet, fiery, red hot love affair that cocaine forced intox always brings. I love you all, but there’s nobody I love like I love My cocaine forced intox boy toys. It’s a special love in the pantheon of forced intox. And I’m always ready to get you to snort your way through whatever is in your wallet and right into My heart. You can check out the details of the financial score below …
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