I am so lucky to have such perfect little whore sisters to sell when I need a fix. I got bored and decided to get some coke for the weekend. I had cash but why would I spend it when I could just as easily flip these little whores? I knew I could get a few grams for each of their sweet little pussies. The guy I get blow from loves little pageant whores and these tiny bitches are perfect for him. Last time I took my friends sister and he held her down and force fucked her good. She was crying and begging him to stop. This time I brought both little whore sisters of mine so that he could pick which one he wanted. He asked me to dress them up in those tiny slutty outfits that they wear on stage. I watched as he ripped the first one’s top off and played with her tiny little titties. He forced them to lick each other’s pussies and get each other nice and wet for his big cock. As he was fucking one of the whores, he made the other lick his asshole. Once he filled both of them with his hot load of thick cum, he forced them to lick each other clean so he could fill them again. I watched as he fucked those whores over and over again. I love having such a good connection for what I want and having a good way to pay for it. I’m the ultimate trailer trash whore and I will train them to be the same way.
Lady Boy Loves Druggy Porn Tales
My neck, my back, lick my dirty crack and suck my Ladyboy dick. Some things never change, I swear I am half drag queen and half Gay man sometimes. I want my ass and my cock sucked like a 90’s druggy porn. The bad music, the bad lighting. My mommy would make me dance for men to stripper songs and try to hide my growing pee-pee, she never wanted a boy and would beat me if the men found out I had a cock growing. I believe I would have had a much larger cock if she hadn’t duct-taped me down all the time. My poor cock would be all swollen and red. I would cry in the bathroom and one day a sweet old man came in and said I was too pretty to cry. I tried to hide my cock of shame but when he saw he smiled and said he would keep my secret. He pulled me up to the counter and ran cool water and put a cool washcloth on it. This sweet old pervert gently leaned down and kissed it and said it was a pretty cock. What happened to my body at that moment I will never forget. My red aching tiny dick grew three sizes and so hard. My pervert savior knew just what to do he leaned down and slurped my dick like a slurpy and made me cum for the first time. I pumped his mouth with my thin liquid, and he humped my leg wanting my ass. Don’t you love this shemale phone sex whores dirty tales?! Your cock, my cock… A happy cum filled ending for us both.
Shemale Phone Sex Stroker
I am a shemale phone sex stroker and a real dream cum true. I made this little gif for you, so you can see me stroking my sexy shemale cock when we talk about my dirty exploits. It is no secret that I am a dirty trick. Special girls like me are usually in the adult industry. We can make more money and not have to deal with harassment in the boring vanilla world if we hook, do porn or talk dirty. I didn’t go to college, and I have no desire to work retail for a fraction of the money I get selling my body. I do a little of it all. I took a few days off from my live phone sex job to be a nasty porno queen. This dude with a T-girl fetish wanted me to make a few home movies just for his private spank bank. The money was too good to pass up, plus he tossed in a lot of coke as a tip. My favorite of the movies we made was one where I dominated his old ass. I fucked his ass so hard that he was gaped permanently open. Once I saw his big gaped asshole, I pissed in it like I was playing one of those carnival games with the water gun and the racing horses. I peed so hard and so long up his ass, he shot a wad without touching his cock. I guess I pissed on his prostate. He paid me well for the home movies and told me I missed my calling. I think I can be a shemale porno queen and a phone sex slut simultaneously. What do you think?
Gangbang whore
“Flo, get over here bitch and help us score an 8-ball.” I obeyed and walked over to the corner, I know the drill. My job is to stand there and look like a whore that is ready to fuck. The men go back and forth getting a quick look at me before continuing on. Finally, I make eye contact with a guy that looks like he dabbles into the same druggy lifestyle I am into. I ask him if he has any plans for the evening and he doesn’t crack a smile at all but says “I have plans now.” I take his arm and follow him a few blocks, and to me, it looks like we are going to tent city. That’s where all the druggies live, the homeless people, the hookers and all. He brings me into the back of the woods and dangles about half of what I was told to go get over my face. He laughs at me as he ties me to a tree before skull fucking my mouth. I take it all, the idea of getting high finally makes it all worth it. He finally lets me snort some off of his cock. He tells me if I want the rest of my goodies I am going to have to be a good girl and let him do something a little extra special. Little did I know what a wild fuck I was signing myself up for!




















