I’ve been talking to a number of British cuckolds lately. I just love the cute accents, and of course, they have those teenie weenie peenies!

Why would a woman ever have sex with a guy like that when there are so many real men with real cocks to choose from? Of course they are aware of the issue, which is why they called me - to rub it in how pathetic they are and how pointless it would be to actually try to find a woman who might be willing to have sex with them.

Have you heard about The Cuckold Movie? Someone showed me the trailer online. I’m sure if you’re reading this, you’ll enjoy seeing the trailer. There doesn’t seem to be any more information about it. Keep your eyes open. Maybe you’ll see something about the release date of the movie, or maybe you’ll just see a big black guy sneaking into your house when your wife is at home and you’re supposed to be at work…

The Cuckold Movie trailer.

So I stayed up so late one night last week that I remember only in a fog making some new animated buttons for my Niteflirt listings. They are the same style as the ones I use as call buttons on my blog posts, but as you can see, one is for my Wishlist.

while as far as the other is concerned, the button itself tells it all. 
I didn’t realize until they went up that the style goes with this blog but not really with my listings. I was too tired to do anything about it at the time.Well don’t you know, I had a drive-by cocksucker actually paid that $25. I sent him a nice photo of myself looking down at him with an admonition to “Keep up the good work.” Don’cha know he paid again! Good boy. You were born to suck cock, now weren’t you?

I had a regular call a few days ago. He was very depressed about how things are going in his life. Add that to the fact that he’d gotten really drunk, incoherently so, and he decided to call so I could help him take his mind off his troubles.

He has a little fantasy cuckold thing we go through, centering on his inadequate equipment and how that makes him so much less of a man that his girlfriend’s lover.

Well it does, doesn’t it? But at least he understands his place in the scheme of things… serving his woman and the real man of her choice.

So I teased him for hours about his pathetic, useless little “thumbkin”, how groups of women like to tease him, and the ways in which he will serve his girlfriend and her lover.

It will probably be a while before he’ll be able to afford to call again, but he’ll be back. They can’t keep away.