A real Instant Message conversation, proving Ilsa's infinite powers of sexual magnetism.
All names have been changed to protect the stupid.
jackass: wow,i think i love you,have you got red pussy hair too ? Ilsa: I don't think that's any of your fucking business. jackass: i'd like to eat you baby jackass: and fuck you Ilsa: yeah, i know. but the unworthy will die from severe dismemberment before they even get to smell me, let alone touch me. jackass: cut it off huh Ilsa: Actually, I was thinking of gutting you. You'd still live if i chopped your little prick off. jackass: i'll bite your nipples off baby Ilsa: Not if your intestines are wrapped around your neck and shoved down your throat. jackass: pull your pussy hair out one at a time Ilsa: ooh, yeah. THAT hurts. jackass: i'll cram my fist up your wet pussy jackass: put my fingers in your ass hole too Ilsa: No, you won't, ass. Because you'll be DEAD. DEAD, I tell you. Bleeding from every fucking PORE. jackass: i'd like to torture you then fuck the shit out of you Ilsa: Sorry, ain't gonna happen. You'll be dead before you even get the chance to think about it. You'll be too busy trying to stuff your guts back into your pathetic excuse for a body to be thinking about torture or fucking. jackass: you need a good fuck Ilsa: I get it when I need it. And trust me, dahlink. You DON'T have it. jackass: you ill be in to much pain to think of gutting me baby Ilsa: Doubt it. jackass: i'll bite your clit Ilsa: Oooh. I'm so fucking scared now. jackass: make you swallow my cum too Ilsa: No, thanks. Don't need disease in my life. jackass: better be bitch,i'n gona fuck you hard Ilsa: Keep telling yourself that. jackass: in your ass too Ilsa: Wow. Original. jackass: my 7" cock is hard for you Ilsa: SEVEN?! LOL. Puny! Ilsa: Tell you what, love. Why don't you find some little girl to prey on. Your 7 incher might be more impressive to someone who's desperate and not wanting to paint the state of New Jersey with your blood and other bodily fluids. jackass: a lot for a virgin like you Ilsa: Ooh, insult me. Virgin. Oh, I'm so scathed. jackass: i like little girls too Ilsa: so go get one. bring some drugs, too... you will probably need to dope her up to get her to cooperate. jackass: thier young pussy tastes so sweet jackass: bet you taste your pussy too Ilsa: great. I don't want details. Just go find one so I can get on with my work, here. jackass: or other girls jackass: you eat pussy too Ilsa: I bet you'd like to know, but, like I said, I want you dead, so I don't think I'll be divulging any information to you. jackass: a lessie to yummy jackass: ok bye you red haired wet pussy Ilsa: Goodbye, jack. Be glad that my hacker friends aren't available right now. I'd get your internet death overwith first, then I'd find you and gut you. But, you get off clean this time. Have a nice life, and... keep one eye open when you sleep.