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Huseyin was so very excited about my feet when he first found me in OkC. Feet make him orgasmic, literally. Feet, toenails, legs... It weirded me out but he had a beautiful smile. I always used to tell him that his smile is way too unnaturally innocent and kind-looking for such a pervert.

He wanted to show me his toys that night. And he showed a lot. Whips, handcuffs, and several other things. It was a lot.

He's good-looking and he knows it. He's hot and he knows it. He's perverted and sadistic and he's not monogamous at all and he's very very honest about it.

He calls me his sex toy and he makes me do the most disgusting things. There are worse guys out there, I've found out. Maybe. It depends on how you describe worse. I wash out my mouth a whole lot after a call with him. But there is something.

He calls me baby.

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