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I met him at his house. He told me I was about to make a lot of money, while offering me a drink. He mentioned hookers for hire have to do things they don’t want to to get paid. I took a sip and felt a little drowsy. Next thing I know I’m laying in his bed naked and he was taking pictures of me. I didn’t what was happening. He told me that for now on he’s gonna be my pimp. Pimp me out for his own pocket. I had all kinds of experiences fucking men. I mean I got paid a little but my pimp was getting me the jobs. The better I got, the more money and jewels came. Even my own apartment. It always came at a price. One night my pimp wanted me to get fucked by a train of big black men with huge throbbing cocks, while I drank milk out of a dog bowl.
I arrived to the party naked wearing heels. My pimp told me to get on all fours. Several large black me walked in the room. I was told to drink milk out of a dog bowl while one by one they slammed their big black dicks up my cunt. My head went straight into the bowl, they said drink it. My pussy lips were stretched and on fire. I came so much it was goey, hanging from my sloppy wet pussy. Hooker’s for hire sometimes comes with a price and piece of me.
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