On to the next

phone sex line

I can be any type of whore you want on the phone sex line but in my real life its all about me. Knowing once my workday is over my real job of being a human sex doll at the trap is about to begin. These silly men really think that I am only doing it for the drugs. They don’t see the band of cash sealed up in my purse. Just like all of the other drug whores they see I am just a piece of meat. The big difference is, is that I don’t beg them to stop when they are packing my asshole deep with their huge cocks. I lavish in the feeling of them slapping off of my face precum splattering my cheeks. Leaving me cum drenched with lots of benjamins stuck to my naked body I rise like a phoenix and move on to the next trap. The cum is as much of an addiction as the drugs anymore.

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