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Visiting My Roots As A Trailer Trash Whore

Trailer trash whoreEven though I live in a condo in the city now, I originally grew up in a trailer park on the wrong side of the tracks. I grew up knowing I was trailer park trash and I loved every minute of it. I was the biggest trailer trash whore of all. Gang bangs with the neighborhood boys was a common occurrence. I was known the be the cause of a few broken marriages. I flaunted my body shamelessly and used my pussy top get anything I wanted.

When  I moved to the city, not a lot changed, except now I was a little bit higher class of a whore and I could wear more expensive slutty clothes. As I’ve gotten older, I try to carry myself with a little more class, even though I love to get nasty and freaky. I keep it a little more toned down in public. That’s why I love to go home to visit. When I go home, I go right back to my roots. I can still out-slut any slut in the trailer park.

I’m excited about the upcoming weekend. I’m going home for a weekend with the folks. I’ve already talked to some old friends about a bon fire. I sure hope he remembers bon fire is code for “gang bang whore takes on all comers”. My pussy is dripping wet thinking about all that cock. I’m ready to have my slutty body packed air-tight as they used to call it. Maybe Mom and Dad will even join in on this one. It sure was a lot of fun the time it turned into a family affair.


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