I love made men because money is all that matters. It doesn't matter whether I'm made myself or not; I just want a made man. In fact, I am not made, but I am waiting for a made man. I will wait as long as possible. Even if I will be 32 by the time he will arrive, I will wait.

Broke men are repugnant and their opinions are worthless. They are not wise otherwise they won't be broke. It doesn't matter whether my parents struggled together before they became more comfortable. I want a made man. I can't suffer with any man.

Don't patronize me by saying I have only my pussy to offer. It's none of your business. Let me use my pussy to make money. My pussy is my bargaining power and I will use it to choose the highest bidder.

If I choose a made man and the money later dwindles, sorry is your case because I don't care if you once had money. I will leave without a trace. I will jump on the next available rich dick.

MhisTahrah:

You know any rich man?

izzou:

You know any rich man?

Highbrow:

You know any rich man?

Are you a shemalè?

izzou:


This is some gay shiit bro

A guy, looking for a rich guy, and talking about offering pusssay?

No. You're wrong. This is sarcasm.

MhisTahrah:
Are you a shemalè?

No. I'm being sarcastic.