The End of Dating - Chronicles of Serial Daters

"I need my pussy on it's 'A Game' and have it perfect for "insert name here" Yes, Sex Goddess was at it again. She knew what and who she wanted at any given moment in time.  Don't let her fool you though, as innocent and cool as she seems to her men, they are all just pawns in the bigger picture.  They are her conquests. They are her hoes. They are her manmeat. She plays, and she plays well.  They all think they are number one.  They all think she will settled down with them, but just as she gets her hope's up on one, another captures her attention in what seems to be moments. She gives 100% of herself, she gives sincerely with goodness, and then she casually flakes without a care in the world.  How did she become this sexy creature of hope, squashing every man's dream of forevermore? Every man had something to offer.  They all have at least one worthy quality.  At least one worthy trait wort

Riley had a new play thing at her disposal.  She had a really great night and had to share her man conquest with her best girl, Ellie. "This guy is way too sweet for my own good.  He already knows all my buttons and pushes them one by one." Ellie was fully engaged.  "But he has this freak side.  He wants me to play with his cum after he finishes. That's totally a first for me." Ellie was perplexed, "What does he want you to do, paint a damn picture?" Riley laughed for a minute.  "What the fuck?  That's hilarious.  I suppose I could." Ellie was on a roll, "Add a little food coloring and you can be fucking Picasso." Riley rolled her eyes.  Ellie had her own conquest to share.  "Once I had a dude mix his cum in with his kid's homemade slime. Now, if that's not a freak side, I surely don't know what is." Riley continued, " There's this other thing tho, he really i