I’m a big fan of bending stereotypical situations to my advantage in fun, cum dumpster ways. That’s why I had a guy under the tablecloth while I was on a date with another guy. My – gonna call him tablecloth guy – had my big dick out, slobbering all over it like the horny slut he was. A real sissy trained over at the sissy slut hut. He knew how to work a shaft, I’d give him that, my dick was really hard and ready for him and he went right to work. It was really hard to pay attention to the dude I’d be railing later that night while the dude I was actively toying with was sucking my fat cock into his mouth and bobbing. My hand found its way down to his head, forcing him down a little more, and taking in just how much he wanted me in his mouth, in his throat, getting ready to spray a big helping of jizz right down his phone sex line gullet. I’m not coy, or ashamed, or anything but ready to spring up and fuck at a moment’s notice. I love my girlcock, I love driving this fancy prick right up a man’s asshole and giving him a limp the next week. I also love filling a throat with a deep load of my cum. I pat his cheeks, lift my leg and smack his ass with my foot, and fake myself a giggle at the way he jumps in surprise and my dick finds itself lodged deep in his throat. “So how are you liking the food.” I remind him there’s an actual guy here that shouldn’t find out about him. The conversation quickly lulled me into a deep state of enjoyment, both carnal and romantic.
I’d probably be fucking them both in the ass by the end of the night, not lightly fucking either, hardcore anal sex.
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My own Cum dumpster under the table
Sexline is Always No Taboos: Let’s Party and Get off Together
My sexline is always no taboos. I love true confession calls. I like to know other people were raised in fucked up families but embraced it. It is no secret that my parents were never really my parents. I mean they whored me out for almost 2 decades before I escaped. I was just a piece of meat to them. I had none of the typical hallmarks of youth. I talked to a guy last night who had a similar upbringing. He went to school and had friends. His mother celebrated his birthdays and holidays. I had none of that. But this is not a contest to see who had the worst boy or girlhood. This is about taboo phonesex stories. His mother pimped him out. My caller is older than me, and I guess there was some recession in the 70s. His mom was laid off her job, but she had some rich trophy wife friends. When my caller was a teen boy with a strapping hard cock, she pimped him out to her rich girlfriends. That was how she supported them as a single mom during tough economic times. He got to fuck rich trophy wives. The guys I was fucking in a trailer park were less glamorous, but we were both whored out by parents and that bounded us. He is a coke fan like me. Coke is not my coping mechanism. I just like to party. We exchanged stories about our youth, did lines of coke and masturbated together. Not my typical role play call, but just as hot. He likes little girls now, but sadly he never married. We did fantasize about him fucking my angels, even my sons. He goes both ways like me. I think we should all be bisexual, especially with little ones. My phone sex line is open. We can roleplay. We can party. We can swap stories. We can masturbate together.
Trailer Trash Whore Beverly Loves Young Teen Cock
This trailer trash whore loves younger cock. My three fetishes are big black cock, coke and young dick. I am a milf tramp, a bbc whore, and a druggy slut. I woke up today and I was so horny. I was full of cum, but I wanted more. I spent Easter at the truck stop entertaining big black dicks for coke. I am not religious. The only thing I worship is BBC. The only thing I pray for is coke. And this morning, after a night of two of my fetishes, I decided that I needed to go on the hunt for my other fetish, young boy cock. I did not have to go far because the bus stop is in front of my trailer. This trashy milf flashed the first teen boy she saw and invited him inside for some naughty fun. I was horny as fuck for some young cock. He was horny for me. He had a tent in his jeans. I massaged his hard cock through the denim before I let his beast free. He told me no one had touched his cock before. Only his hands have ever been on his young cock. It was hard to believe because to me he was a teen dream. Handsome, tall and hung like a pony. Still growing, so he might hit that horse stage soon enough. His cock grew a few more inches in my expert mouth. Once he was fully erect, I hoped on that cock. I was so wet from sucking it, I did not need him to eat my pussy. I rode his cock for almost 5 minutes of pleasure before he shot his load inside me. I wanted more, but the school bus would be there soon. He promised to come back after school and give me a proper cum filled cunt. Here I am patiently waiting for round two with the hung schoolboy.
Young teen phone sex Easter Eggs
Come with me for some Young teen phone sex cream-filled Easter eggs! Happy Easter my perverts. Young Mommy Hadley wants to share her daughter’s little creamy pussy with you. It’s so squishy and warm and just waited for Mommy to slurp it all clean. I’m hesitant because I want a brat up in here, but I do love eating a baby girl’s cunt. My legs are spread wide so you can hit it from the back and give my eggs a good dose of baby batter too! I’m still a breeding whore too, you know.
April showers bring May flowers and in this case, I’m hoping Easter cum makes for some Little elves in December! I love giving this young cunt up for some sexy party and Impregnation fun. Let Momma Haldey show this Cadbury baby all about being a Gangbang whore! Give my teen daughter and me some cream to fertilize our eggs this easter! Now where is our Daddy Bunny, we hope you have a full basket for us!????????
Teen anal whore gets money for drugs fucking p daddies
Our parents never knew we were Teen sluts fucking older men for money.. They thought we were honor roll students who would never do such a thing.. Meanwhile their perfect teenage dream daughters were skipping class and sucking the teachers off for good grades.. Luckily even Ms. Juniper was a dirty hot milf, she was into watching her husband fuck younger girls while she masturbated and would suck his load out of our tight snatches.. Not only was she a p mommy but she was also heavily on cocaine!
She drugged us the first time she had ever convinced us to have our cherries popped by her husband.. She invited us over to her house for tutoring but wound up giving us alcohol and drugs and had us serve her husband while being intoxicated. Trish and I contemplated tattling but 3 days later we were having a fit and needed a fix. We wandered our asses back over to Ms. Juniper’s place because we knew she had what we were itching for. We got fucked a few more times by her and her husband but she eventually got so nervous she quit her job and left town..
We had no idea how to even get drugs so Trish started pawning her ass off to the perverted teachers at our high school.. She sacrificed her asshole for drugs and became a hot Teen anal whore, it wasn’t long before I had followed in her footsteps… We were making so much money off men we didn’t see a need for school.. We decided to drop out and work at a nearby strip club together tag teaming wallets.. We always made sure to spill the beans to older perverts about our age so they would be afraid and our young Bald pussies would have complete control over their dirty minds.
Til this day my Sugar daddy has stuck around.. I was so young slurping his cock and being his breeding whore that he only got older and I just got hotter.. He’s the one who paid for my breast implants. He loves when I wrap my knockers around his cock so he can shoot his Biggest cum shot all over my face. No way was I going to be a Doctor in debt.. I would much rather be a paid Creampie slut, easy money.
Hooker Phone Sex Because Sex Sells, Especially for Schoolgirls
Hooker phone sex may be what I do best. I mean I sell my pussy to men all the time on and off the phone. I love being a hooker and a phone whore. The terms are interchangeable. I make money doing both. I like having money since I spent my youth in a dingy trailer with no toys, no things, no bedroom. I lived in an old pop-up camper. Slept on an old dirty mattress too. I am happy to be a whore now because I control the narrative. I select who I fuck. I decide what I will do and I keep all the money. I never saw a dime as a Lolita hooker when my father was my pimp. There are many legal ways for a woman to whore herself out today. My phone sex line is one such way. But there are other ways too. Only Fans, cam sites and special arrangement sites. There are even platforms for high class escorts like Private Delights and Eros. Sex sells. Why work in a Walmart with the dregs of society slaving away for minimum wage when you can let men spoil you and fuck you for more money in a night than you would make in a year at Walmart or the ilk? That was what I told Leanne. She is this cute cheerleader slut who is friends with my middle daughter. She does not come from money and she yearns for a better life. She is too young for Only Fans and legit sex platforms. She is envious of our house and all the things we have. Men pay great money for a high school whore. I convinced her to shred her applications to local chain stores. I could get her enough money in the next year and a half to pay for college in cash.
She had her debut as one of my hookers for hire last night. Dressed in a Catholic schoolgirl outfit, she rocked one of our best client’s world. He told me she had the sweetest and tightest little fuck holes. He tipped her more than he has ever tipped one of my girls. I told her that means she has natural abilities and instincts to be a whore. I can hone those skills too and make her very rich before she graduates high school. If a girl can retire at 30 owning her own home, car and still have a nice nest egg, why would she ever have a so called legit job? Sex sells, and it sells even better when you are a young schoolgirl. I just love showing young girls the life they could have and the easiest path to that rich life.
Taboo Phonesex Means We Can Talk About Anything
Taboo phonesex means we can talk about anything. I am shock proof. Nothing is off limits to me. Not even my own little slutkins. I love talking about my family. I even enjoy sharing my family with you horny men. I have three sons, three daughters and two adopted daughters. They all have tight holes too. Most of my callers want to talk about the young pussy I have at home and I understand that. The lure of Lolita sex is strong. Daddy and I make bank off our young sluts’ tight, pink holes too, but sometimes I get calls for my sons. I will confess I love talking about my boys, especially my youngest son. He looks much younger than he is because of his hairless, soft body. My baby boy is a surfer. I think, over the years, that the sand has eroded his hair follicles. He has no hair on his back or his chest. And he still has a hairless cock and balls. Unlike his brothers, he has a sift body too. He has no interest in working out. He is the perfect boy for a P trashy milf like me, and even P men like you. From behind, you cannot tell if my boy is a girl or a boy. He has long hair for a boy, and soft features. He looks like a young boy, not a teenager. He is my favorite. I do not tell my other boys and girls that though. Most of my callers want to talk about all the young pussy I have in the house, but I like to talk about my sons too. I know I love a tight boy ass. Do you? No shame in admitting that you find a young boy attractive. I know I do. A soft, hairless boy is an P person’s wet dream cum true. I do a lot of naughty and unconventional things with my baby boy. He is so submissive that I can do anything to him. That means you can do anything to him too. My phone sex line is open, and we can talk about anyone and anything.
Hardcore orgy porn Prison whore
When I was incarcerated for prostitution, I managed to get what I wanted! It was like a vacation for me.. Would you be able to pass up a hot slut with her legs spread completely naked, masturbating? Didn’t think so; the correctional officers that did count during the overnight shift couldn’t either. I knew their every move like clockwork! There came a point where I would just strip down naked and stick my cuffed hands through the rectangular hole in the door. At that point they knew the drill! All I had to do was drain his balls inside of my perfect prepped holes and I was cuffing him to the metal frame wandering the facility in his uniform. I would literally go for late night rides in his Corvette and even bring back all sorts of narcotics I would pick up from my dealer.
We had a full on operation running inside of that facility! I was Top dog and every bitch in there new not to fuck with me. I was slanging dope and Percocet because no way in hell was I selling the coke too.. The cocaine was far too pure to spare to rundown, they’ll do anything for a hit, whores! Not only that, one of the 10 crack commandments is “You never get high on your own supply.” So, I knew better! Eventually I wasn’t only dealing drugs but trafficking caged pussies! The guys came to me looking forward to my Hookers for hire.. I am sure the lifers and majority of the correctional officers in that facility miss me.. I mean besides the jealous bitches that couldn’t accept Sexy prostitutes don’t belong in prisons! I even managed to have my way with the Warden.. I was his personal Anal cum dumpster!