I believe in giving back to my community, especially in times like these. Philanthropy feels good. I think giving is receiving. That is why I volunteer every Friday at my local YMCA. They are still having some activities for young ones stuck at home for the summer. The camps were cancelled, and the pool is closed, but they have a few hours a day for boys and girls to make some arts and crafts. I pass out the art supplies to the poor boys and girls in need of a little social interaction. Most of them have mommy or daddy issues and just need a nice MILF to be good to them, to give them the nurturing and love they do not get at home. These are the darlings of crack whores and pimp daddies. These girls and boys often lack their mother’s love, which makes it so much easier to prey on them. If you have ever called my phone sex line, you know I am a dirty P whore. When a brother and sister were left behind because no one picked them up, I offered to give them a ride home. I drove them right to my house for daddy and me to enjoy. Two little jungle bunnies. Daddy and I love some young tender dark meat occasionally. A good woman gives boys and girls the love and care they need. I sucked that boy’s black dickie and ate that tender age girl’s bald cunnie. The boy was big for his age. He will grow into a porn star if the hood does not swallow him up. Daddy enjoyed fucking that sweet little black pussy. Very pink and juicy on the inside. I did take them home, eventually. They did not want to leave our place. I felt bad returning them. They could make us so much money as part of our hookers for hire, but we do not need the police looking for us. Daddy and I gave them a bag of money that we told them to hide from their crack whore mommy. I take care of the little ones I molest. Treat them well and they never tell on you.
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Trailer Trash Whore and MILF
What does a trailer trash whore do at a community party in a gated community? She dresses like a slut, wears no panties and flashes her pussy to the teens. Everyone was trying to stand 6 feet away from one another while still having fun. The distancing made it easier to flash my pussy. I was feeling naughty and I was feeling horny. I get plenty of cock even on quarantine, but can a woman ever have too much dick? There were some teen boys looking at me. I knew they saw my pussy. They were giggling and whispering to one another while staring right at me. I winked, licked my lips and spread my legs a little wider. They came over to talk to me. They fumbled for words, but this trashy milf knew what to say. I told them to come back to my place. They knew a few of my offspring from school. It just looked like they were coming over to play with them. My sons and daughters are the best wingmen. I got me some teen dick. Been awhile since I have had boy cock other than my sons. It was the only reason I went to this community BBQ. I wanted to check out some of the talent. The boys I picked up were happy to get some milf pussy. They did not mind that they were sharing me with my own sons. I doubt this pandemic has affected the boys much. Horny boys will share a pussy with other cocks regardless if they have not had pussy in months or they just had ten pussies. And a dirty mommy like me will always be a gangbang whore for teen cock regardless if she just had ten cocks or it has been three months since she got some.
My Dirty Phone Sex Story
Dirty phone sex stories are something I have plenty to share. My life has been one dirty story after another. I had a caller last night that was more interested in my story. Most of my callers want to talk about my family of little whores. I had to go back to some painful memories, but that is what good coke is for, right? This caller wanted to know how a girl from rural West Virginia ended up in a gated community in California. It was luck or fate. I am still not sure which. My parents were meth heads. I was born in a trailer and raised as nothing more than a cash cow to support their habits. My earliest memories are being in some dingy little camper in the back of a trailer with fat old men on top of me. My parents kept me strung out too, so I would not fight as I got older. My husband thinks I may not have even been born to them. He has a theory that I was either kidnapped for the sex trade or purchased from sex traffickers for the same purpose. My parents would lure travelers and truckers to the little camper in back and exchange money for a few minutes in heaven with a Lolita trick. It was all I knew. I never had friends. I never went to school. The words I knew, I picked up from Johns and my folks. I was barely a teen when my husband who is P man found himself lured into that camper. Unlike most of the Johns, he was not a redneck poor trucker. He was a wealthy P man who liked young pussy. He felt sorry for me and had designs for something better for me. He bought me from my folks. Raised me as his adopted teen daughter and married me when I was 18. Sent me to school; got me educated; got me clean off smack so I could get pregnant and turned me into a breeding machine for his P needs. He is 35 years older than me and we have been together over 25 years. We have a family of sexy prostitutes. My life has changed. I am still a whore, but I am a well-taken care of whore living high on the hog now. My caller made me realize I need to embrace my past to appreciate my life now.















