“Bend over, and take it” his raspy voice moans into my ear as he shoves me down against the desk, in Druggy phone sex. He’s there to collect on what he’s owed and he’s brought a few friends with him. You know, growing up I was always told that a woman’s body is golden and you could get absolutely whatever you wanted if you used it correctly. I think that one of my biggest and best mistakes was realizing that I could get all the Drugs that I desired just by batting my pretty eyes in the right person’s direction.
I have this habit of getting in debt to all of the dealers in my area because they will want me… But when they come to collect it’s usually quite a rough experience. So, I’m going to take just a moment to tell you about one of the most intense ones.
You see, I was fairly young when I got mixed up with this person who was selling some lucy. Lucy is my absolute favorite thing to do, and I would do just about anything for it, and he knew this! So, I agreed to let him and some friends come over one night when I was all alone at home. Little did I know I was soon going to be turned into their little Teen anal whore. It definitely turned into an interesting experience when he came in and pushed me down, slipping himself into me with no questions.
However, it didn’t stop there, his friends all thought that they needed a little taste as well… And, one by one they each took turns, some of them not even waiting. Forcing me to be double penetrated while I sat there whimpering like a dirty little slut, practically begging for more. Now it’s all I think about, all the cock, all the time. Like a slutty little whore.
Can I be your dirty little whore?















I had myself a few drinks the other night and took to the town in search of someone excited for Drunk girl fucking. I get hornier and hornier the more liquor touches my tongue and I lose myself in the moment the mere second my eyes gaze upon the city and the soaring need to explore takes over. I was born in the darker parts of a place just like this, fed doubt and agony like prime cuts of meat and fruits right from the branch. If where I was born minted chaos and uncertainty for use as currency, the city I live in now is another world as alien as it is fascinating. There are still whores on the corner, they even know my name and give me tips on where to get the best dick when I’m casually talking about spreading my lower lips and sucking up a man’s thick cock where it belongs. There’s still a red-light district inviting girls like me to make some Drunk sex porn with the nearest ugly bastard or beggar, and the poor still hide from sight to hide their misery lest they be judged, only appearing to ask for help and then steal when they’re turned away by those born with gold in their boots. But these streets are clean and I’m free to have fun my way with a bottle’s nectar burning in my stomach and my glazed eyes seeking out someone to fuck the bad memories away. Here, the women look nice, the men have standards, and I’m happy to report I found a man to fuck the nighttime blues out of my eyes within only a little searching. He was happy for Ebony girl fucking, I was happy to have a reason to once again smile under the cool night’s sky. I wouldn’t call it a pleasant experience, drinking makes me a little too whimsical, but I got what I needed, he got a drunken whore pussy to pound, and I woke up feeling warm and full of joy. All around, a good night I’d do again. Hopefully this time with a guy already on the line ready to show me a good time.


