Accept no imitations, only the best Lolita’s. Only the real Lola.
“Lolita, light of my life, fire of my loins. My sin, my soul. Lo-lee-ta” I like to pretend Vladimir Nabokov was writing about me when he wrote his masterpiece. Yet, I think even he would admit his imagination could never have created this perverse of a princess. I am unimaginable until you hear me, the elite in perverted ageplay perfection. Lo-lee-ta.
I have the hypnotic young voice of a girl-child. And the deviant imagination of a sexual psychopath. How could I stay away from my devoted phone sex lovers? I’m getting wet as I write this knowing I’m going to rock the fetish world. I’m coming back with my deranged underage agenda. I’m going to make this world a hornier, dirtier place, one predator at a time, one hyper sexual girl-slut at a time.
Are you concerned that there aren’t enough girl-sluts like me to make agenda succeed? After all, how do I corrupt the ageplay fetish world all by myself? I have those concerns from time to time too. That’s why I’ve been experimenting with impregnation. With the aid of my sexual deviant callers I plan on planting Daddy’s taboo seed into every little girl I play with.
“She was Lo, plain Lo, in the morning. Standing four feet ten in one sock, for the naughty Daddies, afraid that I’ve lost my innocence, I’ll always be Lo. Your devoted little princess standing four feet ten in one sock, longing for Daddy’s love. Staring wide eyed with adoration at the perfection that is Daddy’s cock. That’s what little girls like me were made for. Loving and releasing the pressure in Daddy’s cock. I’ll help you with all your ageplay perversions Daddy.
It was love at first sight, at last sight. Lo-lee-ta.