Last night I went to this fucking ragging party and got so fucking wasted. There where so many people there and so many hot big dick guys. I started to feel feel dizzy and had a headache, I am guessing someone put something in my drink. That is better for me fuck. I love feeling like this so they could have just gave it to me. I walked up stairs and did some coke and feel on the floor when a couple guys walked in. They started to laugh and did not waste any time, and they just started to rip all my clothes off and filling my holes. I couldn’t even remember what exactly was happening but all I know I was full of cum and satisfied for the weekend.
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I’m on a Boat!
So I have a new favorite John.
He has a boat!
I’ve not been sailing in forever and then getting paid to be there and getting sex too!?
Dream come true.
I mean almost, he’s not Andy Samberg or T-Pain but still I’m so excited!
So I all all glamorous, met with the John and he wasn’t bad looking and the boat was definitely sexy.
It was nice too, I got to work on my tan as we moved out of the marina and away from all the other boats into a more private place to play. We chatted while I tanned and it was actually one of the most relaxing Johns I’d ever been with.
I think I must have dozed off for a minute because I woke up to a hand massaging my tit and no idea where we were. A moment of panic and memories of horror movies assaulted me before I remembered what I was doing.
I grinned up at the john leaning over me. Kissing him as he leaned down, placing his lips on mine. Slipping my favorite little happy pill between my lips. My arms wrapping around him as his hand drifted lower, dipping under the black cloth and teasing my slit. He groaned as he felt my wetness and broke to the kiss “I’ve waited for this for so long.”
This was some real romantic shit, man. Who would’ve expected that!? Ha.
Then his fingers found my clit and man, he knew just how to press. I moaned against his mouth, hips arching to press into his fingers. My hand moving to find his cock in his shorts.
I was going to fuck the shit out of this man, make sure he came in every hole I had and make sure he got a nautical adventure he never forgot.
Tranny slut Specials with Henrietta
Well hello there. Welcome back to my blog. I know you have been searching for a sexy tranny slut just like me for some time now. What is holding you back? Do you think sucking on my big thick fat tranny cock is going to make you into a fag? hahaha a mouth is a mouth baby. You can suck on this dick all night long draining my tranny balls of their spunk down your throat..
Ask me about our specials and how you can cum for cheap, then go home and kiss your wife with my dick still hot on your breath. Now that makes my dick so hard. Knowing that after you leave me, not only will you sit funny..but you will be taking a piece of me home with you.. Id love to watch you kiss your wife after you sucked my whore tranny cock. You don’t have to blow all of your cash, just blow your load!
Lot lizard for the day
My friend mentioned that I can extra money being a lot lizard. I had no idea what that was till she took me to a truck stop and showed me the ropes. She told me to wear a really shirt skirt to show the bottom of my ass cheeks and a tiny top. When I got out she told me I looked perfect and she already seen a truck driver eyeing me. I walked over to him and asked if he wanted a good time. He just turned and said follow me I never seen the inside of a cemia before. He just told me to bend over and let him slip is hard cock right into my ass with no lube. His cock was so big it hurt so bad him shoving it in there. He spit on the tip a little to make it slightly wet. And he grabbed my hips and just thrusted hard in and out of my tight pink asshole. He did a couple strokes then came all in my asshole. He took my head and shoved it on his cock and told me to suck the rest of the cum out of his cock. It wasn’t that bad for my first day as a lot lizard.
Cinderella
It was so weird to clean up and dress nice.
I like being a ghetto whore with thongs, jeans with easy access, jerseys. Whatever was comfy and easy to get off.
I was told though that a high roller wanted a hot side piece and that I had been volunteered.
Well fuck… Not only did I have to get cleaned up, dressed up, but I had to act nice.
Be on my best behavior while I pretended I didn’t want the after party in the hotel room I knew I was going to have with this rich pervert.
I do have to admit though, I’m fucking hot when I try. I forgot what a curling iron and some makeup could do. They even got me this sexy outfit to wear and I couldn’t stop staring at myself.
Yeah, I’d fuck me and I’m not afraid to admit it.
Well, we went to this boring ass party. With boring ass people. Who wanted to do nothing but talk about the boring ass charity. So I didn’t say much, I just smiled and stuck close to my date. Who wasn’t bad looking! He reminded me kinda of a Bruce Wayne which made him that much more sexy.
When the boring ass party ended. I was so glad to go up to his room. I knew he had plans and they were the ones I loved the most. The door barely had time to click shut before he groaned “Finally, I thought I was going to fuckin’ die.” he grumbled. Grabbing me and pulling me close. I giggled as he kissed me, it becoming a moan as I pressed my body to his. His nimble fingers found that little tiny zipper thing that I needed help to even get pulled up and I felt the tickle of it on my spine as he pulled it down.
“Now it’s time for the real party to begin.” he grinned, making promises I knew he meant to keep. He guided me out of the dress, taking his time to admire how I looked in that black lace and had me lay on the bed. Licking his lips as he pulled out a baggy with a white powder in it he poured a line along my ribs to my belly button. Careful with a plastic card he pulled out as he made the line of powder. He took a straw he had prepared and with one long breath snorted that line… Impressive… He ran his tongue up from my bellybutton to just below my breast and I saw his eyes dilate as he gave me a hungry growl.
“Hey, what about my line?” I pouted.
He just grinned at me, standing up and carefully making a line on his hard cock. “Come and get it.”
I liked this man I think. He made my pussy wet and already knew my favorite way to do a line. I think this will be a very fun night.
No Taboo Phone Sex Fun
No taboo phone sex is all I offer. I am not a vanilla soccer mom. Hell, I am no soccer mom. I’m just a dirty P mommy whore. I was feeling extra dominant the other day so I called this company that I know that specializes in really young models. Really it is just a front for Lolita prostitution. They are sex slave girls, runaways, poor girls from bad neighborhoods who come to your place with a chaperone who could care less about what you do to the girl as long as she gets paid. These girls aren’t models, they are whores. Young whores, the best kind of whores. When my cute little white barely teen girl arrived in her baby doll, I had her twirl around so I could see just what I purchased. I gave the money to her handler, and I ogled my goods. Budding breasts, peach fuzz barely noticeable on her pussy, lean, tight body. Any man’s wet teen dream. That night, however, she was mine. I made her worship my cum filled cunt for hours. Pretty sure if I had not let her up for air, I could have drowned her in my pussy juice. I also made her tongue my well fucked asshole too. If she didn’t like the taste of cum before, she certainly did now. Once the feel of dehydration waffled over me, I switched gears. I put on my strap on so I could fuck her young tight holes. I have my own small army of fuck toys, but none of them are virgins anymore. Daddy and I took care of popping those cherries when they were younger than this teen whore. I requested a virgin. From the cherry tinged girl juice on my dildo and the cries of pain, I would say they granted my request. Money really can buy you happiness. I love taking a young girl’s virginity. Do you?