Montgomery queenheadhunters usually end up in my inbox for one reason—incall.
Text for rates—incall only, cardates. And yeah, I’m keeping it simple: bring your own condoms, I don’t supply them.
I cater to all sizes, which I know sounds like I’m trying to sell it—cool, it’s just what it is.
Which, okay, just don’t ask for “just” and expect a reply if you ask for it—if you ask you won’t receive an response. I don’t do that.
Anyway, if you’re a king in Montgomery and you know what you want, text me for rates and we’ll go from there. I check that one less than you’d think, so don’t overthink it—hit the message and keep it straightforward.
