Phone sex sluts get into the adult industry because we do not have vanilla upbringings, nor do we lead vanilla lives. You do not get into stripping, phone sex, porn or escorting as a choir girl. And I love sharing my dirty experiences with my callers, especially my party long call guys. I have a few.
Dave has called me for almost a decade. I feel close to him like he is a bonus husband. We started talking about my girls and boys. He enjoys age play fantasies that give him access to tiny cunts and assholes. I am the wife and mother he wished he had in his life. But last night he wanted to talk about me. And my experiences growing up in rural West Virginia. Good thing I had some fresh coke and good California grass so I could share the details of my youth with him on my phone sex line.
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Although I am still a whore, I am now a high-class whore who earns thousands of dollars and fucks men in mansions. Growing up, I fucked in a dingy pop-up camper. And my parents charged men under a $100 to do what every they wanted to me. I never saw a penny of that money. In fact, my parents never showed affection for me. I was their cash cow. Even though I do pimp out my brood, they keep 90% of what they earn.
Dave jacked his coked-up cock listening to me tell him tales of old fat red neck men fucking my jailbait cunt. Last night, I shared the earliest memories I could remember. Now, do not feel sorry for me. I made lemonade from the lemons life gave me. I married a John who fucked my jailbait cunt many times. He helped educate me and polish me up for his world of rich and powerful perverts.
And now, I am a phone sex whore and the madam of a home brothel of young hookers for hire. I get to fuck and party whenever I want. My life is good. Being born and bred to be a whore turned out better than I could have ever imagined.
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