Hey ladies, how y’all doing. When’s the last time a nice man showed up with wine, chocolates, a bouquet—then acted like a gentleman in public, but turned into that “bull” energy in the bed.
Too long ago? Which, okay. Put that phone to your ear and call the Young Bull.
I’m Jay—Southern gentleman born in Mississippi, raised in Georgia. I’ve lived in the south my whole life, and yeah, I was taught how to treat a woman right, not only on the streets, but between the sheets too. And on the couch, with a drink in hand, I’ll be the chest you can rest your tired head on—then the receptive ear when you wanna talk about your day at work.
Cool. If you’re into that good old fashioned bull riding vibe, we can do that too—just make sure you bring your hat and boots, baby.
Which, okay, there isn’t much else to explain or say, so call Jay and the Young Bull and I’ll be on my way.
But wait—there’s rules. Women and couples/cuckolds only, no exceptions. No extra pictures or videos get distributed, and no back and forth sexting will be entertained—others ruined the privilege for everyone else.
I also do have Google Meets if you wish to verify; just let me know, usually faster that way. And yeah, I’m handy on the side too, so don’t be afraid to reach out for more than one need
50/hr, 150/3hrs—honestly, that mid-range one’s nice when you don’t wanna overthink the timing—and 800/24hrs for when you want a longer stretch.
Anyway, call and take a ride, cowgirl—don’t be shy.
