The irony

He’s old. Too old for you. Both old and too old for you.And he’s ugly. Fat and ugly.
But you move towards him. You come close to him. Between his legs. Your butt touches his inner thigh. Rubs against it. And you sit on him. Dangerously close to his crotch.
You do that only because he gives you gifts. You claim to like him, but that’s only because he showers you with gifts.

You call him your sugar daddy.

Then again, if he’s wearing this thick red outfit with white fur lining, you call him Santa Claus.

How ironic!

This is such an inane post that I almost didn’t want to publish it! And no offense to all the sugar daddies out there hey.