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Druggy Porn: The Ultimate Rush of Sensuality and Sound

Druggy porn, for me is the methodical pounding of porn images and hot scenes fast thumping and with techno soundtracks. In fact this is stimulating me deeply as I smoke my glass dick and stroke off my own cock. Often times I can just edge for hours with it and just keep the high going.

First, I take a hit of my glass dick and lean back on the couch. My lace thong panties are already getting a wet spot in them. So I slide them down and start to stroke. The scene on my screen is with two hot shemales making out and stroking each other off.

Additionally, I lean back on the couch, legs spread. Of course my hard cock already out and leaking as the big screen fills with hot tranny porn.
First of all, the slender, sexy trans girl on video looks just like me. With long legs, smooth body, perky tits, and a thick cock. While the other ladyboy is dark-haired and has a really nice, curved cock. Now the scene changes quickly. And that  curved cock is bouncing while she gets pounded deep.

Druggy Porn Leads You To Crave My Shemale Shaft

As the fast techno soundtrack thumps hard, it drives the rhythm of every thrust on screen.And in my ear, my caller is stroking his own thick cock. As we are both watching the same scene.
Quickly, the conversation goes to my hot asshole and how much he wants to worship it. Immediately, I tell my lover to get on his knees and eat my hot tranny cunt.
Next, our conversation is about how good the ice hits. And how fucking hot my lover on the other end of the phone is for me. As we stroke and get our butt plugs and dildos out, we get super dirty.
Now, we just watch together, breathing heavy, fists moving in sync with the pounding beat. “Fuck, she’s hot,” I murmur, my voice low as I pump my shaft faster.
Then, on screen, the tranny moans loudly, her cock slapping against her stomach while the guy rails her from behind. Now, I match the pace, stroking myself harder, pre-cum dripping over my fingers.
Finally, the techno bass drops harder, making my balls tighten. I’m Josie and my sexy shemale dick is throbbing to cum.
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Hookers for Hire Get You an Easter Cunnie to Fuck

hookers for hireHookers for hire stay busy. However, holidays always seem busier. Even a holiday no one would think would be busy for prostitutes like Easter. Now my family obviously is not religious. A lot of men like the idea of a little angel for themselves on Easter. The holiday itself is usually all about family. So, our clients book us on the days leading up to Easter.

Last night, a friend of my husband asked if we had anything younger for his Easter basket. I think this gentleman has fucked all my girls. But our brothel does include some other girls. We always add to our collection. Diversity helps us reach a wider client base. And of course, girls get older and they age out as Lolita sexy prostitutes. When we started our home brothel none of my daughters could even drive yet I let alone vote. And now two of my offspring attend college and another two graduated college years ago.

But I do have a very cute little angel who lives on my property who appears super young. The granddaughter of the couple  who works for us and lives on the property. We adopted one of their granddaughters. And that girl got pregnant again. At least this time she looked a little bit older when she got knocked up. But her grandparents let us rent her out when we need to. When you treat your staff well, they’ll do anything for you.

Every Dirty Old Man Loves a Little Easter Bunny Cunnie

So last night, I accompanied this little angel on her first daddy/daughter date. I dressed her in a cute little yellow lace Easter dress. Gave her a little white basket purse. And I escorted her to our rich client’s private home. He’s a good daddy to be any girl’s first sexual experience. And he’s not at all rough. But he’s just a sweet old man who likes tight young pussy. He gave her a ton of presents too. Easter came early for this little girl. Not only did he give her a big basket of stuffed animals and candy, but he bought the latest PlayStation too.

He knows if he spoils a girl she treats him right. I licked her little young bald pussy to help lubricate her cunnie for our client’s cock. He popped her cherry. She did cry. But I soothed her. By the end of the night, she seemed happy.

But nobody seemed happier than my client. He couldn’t believe I found him something that young. He gave a very generous tip on top of what he already paid to fuck the little girl. I let her keep all the money. I gave her grandparents the rest.

And I might want to rent her out again. But I won’t be able to command the same amount of money now that she’s not a virgin anymore. That little girl looks as cute as a bug. The perfect little Easter bunny cunnie. No doubt I will rent her out again soon. Maybe one day when she enters her teen years, she will join my young teen phone sex brothel and work for me full-time like my daughters.

Sexy Prostitutes are T-Girl’s That Make The Best Party

I’m Josie, one your favorite filthy Sexy prostitutes Tranny girls. And last Valentine’s night, I had the nastiest call while I was spun out and horny as fuck.
For starters, I lit up my pipe and took a huge hit right as the phone rang. The second I answered with my husky, cock-drunk voice, I could tell the guy on the other end was already stroking.
Of course, I told him straight up, “Baby, I’m high as hell, and my fat 9-inch tranny cock is throbbing. You want this nasty girl to ruin you tonight?”

Sexy Prostitutes Rule The Sex Line

Then things got really dirty. I took another deep hit and started describing how I’d pin him down. As I exhaled, I went on about how I would slap my heavy girlcock across his face. Then force every thick inch down his throat until he was gagging and drooling.
After that, I made him beg while I stroked myself and moaned, “You want Josie to breed that tight faggot ass while I’m fucked up, don’t you?”
Consequently, the higher I got, the meaner and hornier I became. That’s when I told him I wanted to bend him over,  spit on his hole, and pound him senseless. All while I hit the pipe and called him my pathetic little cum-dump. Therefore, when I finally let him cum, he was shooting hands-free. Simply from hearing me describe flooding his guts with hot tranny cum.
So yeah, that Valentine’s night I was high, horny, and completely out of control on the sexline. Ultimately, turning a stranger into my desperate cock-addicted bitch in under thirty minutes.
Nothing feels better than getting spun and destroying someone over the phone.
Now every time I light up, I think about that Valentine’s MAssacre. Call my sexline when you’re high… I promise I’ll make it even nastier than last time.
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Lot Lizard Sex Gets Kinky When Pounding Alyssa From the Back

Lot Lizard Sex

The money was the only thing louder than the roar of the engines in this desolate lot. I was bent over, my skirt hiked up high enough for the side mirrors of every passing truck driver to catch a glimpse of my “tight wet cunt”. I knew exactly what I was doing, posing like a desperate animal for anyone with a thick wallet and a heavy foot.

Lot lizard sex is the only currency that matters out here when the sun goes down and the diesel fumes start to feel like perfume. I felt his eyes on me before I heard his boots hit the gravel, a rough shadow looming over my exposed skin. He didn’t say much, just flashed a roll of bills that made my mouth water and my walls ache.

“Hop in, bitch,” he ordered, and I didn’t need to be told twice.

The back of his semi truck smelled like old coffee, sweat, and the kind of loneliness only a long haul driver understands. I crawled onto the sleeper berth, my knees digging into the rough fabric as I presented my fat, juicy ass to him. I was itching for it, my tight pussy already slick and throbbing from the cold air outside. 

When he flipped me around and shoved my face into the mattress, I let out a sexy moan. He didn’t waste time with pleasantries. He grabbed my hips with hands that felt like sandpaper and dived straight into the deep end. The first strike of his cock hitting my entrance made my head spin. He was pounding me from the back with a brutal, rhythmic force that shook the entire frame of the truck.

Every time his penis slammed against my clit, I felt the vibration in my teeth. I was a mess, whimpering and begging for more as he reached back to deliver a stinging smack to my cheeks. The sound of his palm hitting my skin echoed in the small space, leaving a burning trail that only made me wetter. I was addicted to the friction, the way he treated my body like a piece of equipment meant to be used and exhausted.

He was digging deep, stretching me out until I thought I’d break, but I just kept pushing back against him, craving destruction. He was a man driven by the stress of the road, and I was the relief he’d been dreaming of for a thousand miles. As he reached his peak, he let out a guttural roar, filling my tight, aching hole with a hot explosion of grit and release. He backed off with a satisfied, tired smile, finally finding his happy ending in the wreckage of my pleasure. I just lay there, breathless and used, ready for the next truck driver to pull in.

An Anal Sex Whore Gets Old Dicks Hard Again

anal sex whoreAn anal sex whore means a couple things in my family. Anytime a client asks if I have a girl who does anal, I tell him all my girls do anal. Not only do we take a cock in the ass, but we eat ass too. I taught all my girls how to give a good rim job before I began pimping them out. They learned how to eat ass on me and daddy.

Most hookers charge extra for a rim job or even anal penetration. But my brothel operates differently. Men already pay us so much because they’re fucking something much younger than they can find on traditional escort sites. So, we don’t feel the need to nickel and dime our clients since they already shelled out a premium price for some young Lolita sexy prostitutes.

My two youngest daughters and I enjoyed a gig last night with a repeat client. Most men hire us again. They get addicted to a young mouth on their cock or a young tight little snatch wrapped around their cock. It’s easy to get addicted to young girls because most men fantasized about fucking a young girl for a long time. Our client appeared close to my husband’s age. And we knew he might need a little extra TLC just like daddy.

Men over a certain age develop dick issues. Viagra does help, but sometimes Viagra takes a while to work. And like with any medication, after a while it just stops working. So, you need to find other ways of making a man rock hard. And we discovered that a good rim job helps older guys do that. Especially if you can use it as a precursor to a good old-fashioned prostate milking.

Nothing Gets an Old Dick Hard Better Than a Rim Job and a Prostate Milking

Always up for a challenge, my girls and I began the night rimming each other ‘s assholes. Eating pussy and licking ass served as foreplay to get things moving down below for our client. But once we used our tongues on his asshole, he screamed, fuck Viagra because he realized he didn’t need it.

That’s the thing with Viagra. Nobody really needs it. Men just fear never being able to fuck again once they start experiencing erectile dysfunction issues. But a man can still get an erection. A man can still orgasm. He just needs a little more effort from the woman in his life to get and maintain that erection once he gets older.

A teen anal whore often brings a man to climax who assumed his fucking days were behind him. Not on my watch. We break out all the tricks. My tongue combined with my daughter ‘s tongue swirling around his puckered rosebud brought his old dick to life. He told us he felt like a teenager again. We gave him an erection so he could fuck us. And when he wanted to cum again, I slid my wet finger up his ass until I could get him erect again.

So don’t give up hope if you’re experiencing issues maintaining or getting an erection. Me and my little Lolita sluts can break out all the tricks to get your dick working like it did in your teenage years.

Sexline CrackHead Alyssa Keeps Your Dick Hard Over The Phone

Sexline

I heard the heavy knock of my hotel room door and knew my fix was walking through. My skin was crawling, itching for that sweet smoke, but I had a job to do first to keep this sexline fantasy alive for the high roller standing behind me. I’m a filthy crack whore and I don’t hide it; the desperation in my eyes only seems to make these suits want me more. 

I could feel his heat radiating off him as he grabbed my hips, spinning me around just to see how wasted I was before he shoved me down onto the edge of the mattress. “You want it, Alyssa?” he moaned, his voice thick with a need that I knew how to exploit better than anyone in this city. I didn’t even have to answer; I just let out a low, jagged moan that sounded like gravel and honey, the kind of sound that gets a dick hard instantly. 

He didn’t waste any time, flipping me over so I was face down, my nose pressed into the cheap polyester floral print of the bedspread. I felt his hands dig into my waist, bruising the skin, but the only pain I cared about was the void in my chest that only a rock could fill. When he slammed into me from the back, it was pure electricity. 

I arched my back, showing off my fat ass as he hammered away, my body shaking with every thrust. I was rambling, talking dirty into the pillow, telling him exactly how much of a slut I was for the high, my voice cracking and wet. I could feel him reaching his breaking point with his hard dick up my tight wet cunt, his breath coming in ragged gasps that matched my own desperate rhythm. 

He gripped my hair, pulling my head back until I saw stars, and then he let out a guttural roar as he nutted all over my fat ass, the warmth of it a temporary comfort against my cold, trembling skin. He pulled away, gasping for air, while I just stayed there, draped over the bed like a discarded rag. I heard the rustle of his trousers and the click of his belt, the sounds of a man putting his professional life back on.

He didn’t say a word as he reached into his wallet and tossed a wad of crumpled bills onto the scarred wooden dresser. I watched him leave through half closed eyes, my heart racing. As soon as the latch clicked, I scrambled for the cash, counting the dirty twenties with shaking fingers. This was it… enough to feed the “high” for another night, enough to drown out the shame until the next ghost came knocking at my door.

My Phone Sex Line is No Taboos All the Time

phone sex lineMy phone sex line remains anything goes. We can literally talk about it. Guys think I’m bullshitting, though when I say I’m no taboo. But I never lived a typical life. Born to be the cash cow for my meth head parents. Rescued as a teenage girl by a much older man. And I eventually became his wife at 18 and gave him daughters to play with. Now I’m a dirty mommy, a sexy whore, and a phone slut too. So, trust me when I tell you I have no limits.

My daughters and I enjoyed a luck of the Irish party last night with the grandson of a one-time Irish mobster according to my husband. With him being much older than me he knows the history of this town better than I do. And he knows all the important folks. He vets the clients. Mostly the clients for our home brothel come from contacts my husband developed throughout the decades. Like minded men. This referral came from a friend of a friend.

Even though I say grandson, the guy who hired me and my two youngest daughters looks closer to my husband ‘s age than my age. As far as my husband can tell all his money appears to be inherited money. But if he wants to spend his money on hookers for hire, we let him.

My daughters and I showed up to his mansion wearing cute green outfits per his request. Apparently, he would rather party with whores on St. Patrick’s Day, then go out to the bars. He invited some of his close personal friends over and we enjoyed an old fashion orgy. I think the youngest person at this orgy besides me and my daughters was the guy that hired us and he’s 58.

No Matter Your Age, Sexy Whores Know How to Make You Cum

Old school cocaine party guys. But I never mind anybody doing lines of Coke. I’ve done my share in the past. When in Rome, right? I enjoyed some coke. And I let my girls drink some Guinness. And I even had a couple too. Kind of nasty beer though, LOL.

We worked hard for those erections since the median age appeared to be about 65. But old Irish blokes deserve to cum like anybody else. And my girls know how to milk a prostate. Since we anticipated this issue, I ensured that each of my girls trimmed their nails so they could safely get a finger up an old ass.

Big dicks albeit old dicks. My girls worked their magic though. So did I. Fingers wiggled up their butts to massage the prostate while we blew their neglected decks. Most of these men seemed backed up. According to the client who hired us, he throws his party every year so he and his friends can relive their glory days.

We milked every guy dry. And more than once too. Once we broke the seal massaging their prostates, getting a second erection to fuck our pussies seemed less challenging. They got a taste for younger pussy. Tight pussy, and they enjoyed cumming in our mouths and cunts too. We enjoyed ourselves. Nice old men. With nice old dicks that just needed a little TLC to work again. What our client called an Irish miracle that only sexy prostitutes make happen.

Every man there tipped us generously. And a few of them booked future gigs with us. And I told our client we are happy to serve him and his friends anytime. Not just on St. Patrick’s Day. Do you need a little luck of the Irish too?

2 Girl Phone Sex While Alyssa Sells Angelas Doll For Cocaine

2 Girl Phone Sex

2 girl phone sex is the only reason I’m not ripping my own skin off right now. This place is a total dump, smelling like burnt chemicals and stale sweat, but the phone is buzzing and that means a fix. Angela is sprawled out on my dirty trashed mattress, her legs spread wide, moaning into the receiver like a total whore for some guy paying by the minute. I’m right there in the middle of it, my hands all over her, making sure every wet, slapping sound travels straight into that trick’s ear. 

We’re putting on a filthy show, a breathless duet of desperate voices just to keep his credit card active. Angela brought her little doll over… the pretty one that usually gets a lot of attention from older men. She knows I’m shaking and crashing hard. She offered the doll up like a sacrifice, telling me to sell the bitch to the highest bidder so I can get enough crack to stop the tremors. I’ve already got a buyer lined up who likes his toys “used,” and the thought of that white smoke hitting my lungs is the only thing keeping me from losing my mind. 

This is the real druggy porn life… no filters, no soft lighting, just the raw, ugly itch of a hit. While I’m staging this scene for the caller, my eyes are darting to the door, waiting for the runner to show up with my baggie. Angela’s arching her back, her cries getting louder as some random guy tells her exactly how he wants to stretch her out. I’m playing my part, whispering absolute filth into the phone, my voice raspy from the pipes and the hunger. 

I’m a filthy crack whore and I know it, but as long as the money keeps flowing, I’ll say whatever disgusting thing he wants to hear. The buyer showed up right in the middle of the call, a total freak who wanted a show before he took her little doll. I watched him unzip his pants while forcing his cock deep down the little one’s throat, while his eyes glazed over while he stared at her pretty little face with her gagging slowly working her tiny little mouth. He didn’t care about the doll; he just wanted to degrade it. 

Before he grabbed his prize and bolted, he came all over Angela little one’s face and left a happy customer, tossing an extra fifty on the stained carpet. I didn’t even blink; I just snatched the cash, my heart hammering, thinking about the “crack” I was about to melt down. If you want to hear what a real breakdown sounds like, you better call me. I don’t do “sweet” and I don’t do “nice.” I do dirty, I do raw, and I’ll take your load over the phone if it means I get my next hit through cheap phone sex.

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Teen Sluts Fucking Until They Are Full Of Cum

Teen sluts fucking Teen sluts fucking in the trailer park, they will blow your cock right on the spot, for the right price they will do just about anything, these sluts lack morals and values, anything goes with them. 

Last night I walked out of my trailer to find two sack chasers blowing a trucker against my trailer, both on their knees devouring his sweaty cock, when i got closer I realized it was a set of twins, they call them the Dynamic Duo. 

These girls are like trailer park porn stars; they have a reputation for fucking and sucking the truckers at the rest stop for cheap. 

Their stretched-out cunts are always ready for a pounding, these dirty girls are known to have loose wet pussies and are almost always full of cum, they guys that use them love it. 

Some guys only want them because they are always full of cum, and already stretched out, both holes can take a fist easy!  

They are all used up and ran through; at any given time you can find them bent over leaking cum for any man with a few bucks. 

If you like loose worn out sometimes smelly pussy then the Dynamic Duo are the ones for you. 

Hardcore Anal Sex is Expected When You and Your Daughters are Paid Whores

hardcore anal sexLast night, my daughter and I spent time with a client enjoying hardcore anal sex. However, I will admit that our asses hurt today. I don’t think I can sit on mine. And my daughter feels the same way. When we came home, we took a bath and soaked our battered butt holes in warm water. But we still woke up sore as fuck.

My daughter and I never mind rough anal sex. None of my whores mind. Daddy and I train the girls for anal sex because even when men hire Lolita hookers, they often want to fuck their assholes too. Anal seems like hottest the new thing.

A lot of whores charge extra for that. But we never nickel and dime our clients. A man might need to pay extra if he wants us to spend the night or wants to leave some marks on us. Otherwise, anal seems standard and we never charged more for it. Not even when it gets rough like it did last night.

Our client wanted a mother and daughter for a little anal gangbang. This client gets together every Saturday night with some friends from his law school, and they party and hire sexy prostitutes to entertain them. Last night we were the hookers they hired. Nice guys. Rich guys. But they hire women like me and my daughter to do the things that wives don’t do. And they blow off some steam too.

A Hazard of Being a Whore is Rough Anal

Part of being a whore involves rough sex. Although our clients treat us extremely well, we still experience some rough sex. I’m not submissive. However, I am a businesswoman. And I understand the need to fuck your cares away. So, I held my daughter ‘s hand and we got down on all fours together so our client and his friends could ravage our assholes for hours.

Honestly, I’ve never seen our client this wild. I think maybe he popped some Viagra before we arrived because those cocks stayed erect even after they came that first time in our assholes. And I swear these cocks felt stiff as a board for hours. These guys were in their early 60s. But their cocks felt like teenage dicks. Constantly erect and full of cum. Of course, they all married women who stopped fucking them eons ago. Hence the need to hire women like me and my daughter.

Even though our asses hurt like hell today, and my daughter has a partial prolapse of her tiny butt hole, we made insane money last night. They tipped us on top of the fee. Me and my daughter never mind when men get rough, especially when we get paid for it. Rough sex is a hazard of the job. But me and my young hookers for hire can handle anything you want to do to us, even if it seems rough.