Phone sex sluts like me will talk to you about anything. I live a no limits life, so I offer no limits talk on the phone too. I’ve been fucking since before I can remember. My husband rescued me from a life of poverty and sex trafficking. Although I am still a whore, I am willing now. And I earn a shit ton of money that I do not need to declare because we are a cash only outfit.
Before Covid, I used to do a regular Friday night gang bang at a frat house at UCLA. Rich silver spoon boys. They would pool their money and pay to fuck me. I loved the gig. But no boys I know still go to that school. The frat house boys who paid for me to be their gangbang whore graduated and moved on. So, I was pleasantly surprised that I got a call from the president of the frat wanting my services last night. Since I had no other gig, I happily said yes.
New blood. New cocks. But same place and same day. I felt so lucky. Honestly, I would fuck them for free. But my husband would get upset. We have an agreement. I can fuck our sons and their friends, but the rest I only fuck if they pay me. I dressed up extra slutty last night. Perhaps, I channeled my former trailer park upbringing. When I showed up, they greeted me nicely. Offered me some coke and wine. But I did not need anything to be a whore.
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When I looked around the room, I saw at least 25 young men. All new. And hopefully hung too like the last crop of frat brothers. Apparently, the former chapter president has a baby brother now in the frat. So, that’s how they learned about my services. Hookers for hire offer a sure thing to men. You get what you pay for. We live in a transactional world. You can spend over 100 dollars on a date night, and not even get a hand job. But hire a whore, you get what you need.
When the action began, I bent over the couch for them to have easy access to my milf holes. Some guys fucked my ass. And some my pussy. But they all let me suck their cocks afterwards. And I love tasting my love juice on a cock. And I do not mind the taste of my ass either. When I got home my two youngest daughters helped clean me up. They missed eating all the cum from me after a gangbang. And I missed those frat boy cocks.