As a stripper, I’m not afraid to admit it – I love fucking. And I’m damn good at it too. I’ve been at this job for three months now, and the money supports my coke habit quite nicely. Plus, I get to indulge in my favorite pastime: sucking dicks and taking them deep inside my wet pussy. I have no shame in admitting that I’m a whore. In fact, I embrace it. My clients know they can expect the best from me when they see those dollar signs in my eyes. And let’s not forget about the gang bang with 25 guys; it was quite the experience!
The only downside is that word seems to have gotten out about my insatiable appetite for sex. Hell, I don’t even care if the boss knows; she probably doesn’t mind as long as she’s getting her cut of the action. My clients are a mix of bad boys and nice guys. But one thing they all have in common? They treat me well after a long night of dancing. They take me out to dinner, shower me with gifts, and most importantly, they fuck me like the whore I am. It’s heaven on earth.
But something’s missing. As much as I love fucking, there’s nothing quite like having a cock in my mouth while I write these dirty little blogs. So here’s a challenge for you: send me a text message and let’s see where this goes. Remember, discretion is key – underage girls need all the attention they can get!