Every city has a trailer trash whore. In my city, I am that whore. The wild horny bitch who fucks anything that walks. Well, I was at least. I may have met my match in my own daughter. There is this stripper half my age who got married. She lives in my trailer park. She married a much older man and my neighbors had been in a gossip frenzy about her. I had been calling her Anna Nicole since I heard she was marrying this older dude with one foot in the grave. My daughter is friends with her, so she snagged me an invite to the wedding. A trailer park whore was marrying up. I wanted to be there because I knew it would be a freak show. A bunch of trailer park whores mingling with the wealthy elite. I would have crashed that wedding if I had not been invited. My daughter and I dressed like whores. I had on hot pants and a tube top. My daughter was in a wife beater and black miniskirt. We caused a few old biddies to stroke out. My daughter spiked the punch. She wanted to loosen up the old fogies who were watching the nuptials with scorn for my daughter’s friend. The bride was younger than the groom’s offspring. I am sure they saw her as a threat to their inheritance. Once the Spanish Fly kicked in the party came to life. The reception quickly became an orgy. My daughter fucked herself with a champagne bottle in front of the ring bearer.  Everyone did body shots off her lean stomach.  The wee ones at the reception ate cake out of my daughter’s cunt. Soon these other women there were following suit and we had a hardcore orgy porn instead of a wedding reception. I was high and drunk, but that is nothing new for me. My daughter brought the trailer park to the old rich folks’ wedding. I am sure it was the dirtiest things the silver spoon bunch had ever seen. I thought I was a dirty whore, but my daughter took that wedding further than I ever would have imagined. I am so proud to be her trashy milf mama.

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