I made a big mistake when I talked a bunch of shit about Ivy, I really didn’t think she would ever find out but she did and she was fucking pissed! She told everyone that she was going to get revenge on me but I really didn’t take it seriously, I figured what’s the worst she could do?What, like smack me around a little? I figured it was just no big deal but man was I wrong! She showed up at my house last night with a friend and they overpowered me in seconds, before I knew it I was tied up and naked and being forced out of my house! They made me take a walk of shame all bound up like that with wicked clamps on my nipples and forced me to suck anyone’s dick that walked up to us. I was so humiliated but they weren’t nearly done with my torture, they took me back home and beat me black and blue. I thought I was gonna die! In the end they let me live but Ivy warned me not to run my mouth about her anymore or she would be back… and next time I wouldn’t be so lucky!
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Live Phone Sex with a Trailer Trash Whore: Anything Can Happen
Live phone sex is the best phone sex. When you call me, I am in my house, often naked with a slew of adult toys to play with as we talk dirty. Technically, my little ones can’t be involved with phone sex, but I have trained them to be quiet little Ninja warriors while mommy is working. Not that I consider what I do really work. It is more like play time. Talk about incest and P stories, get high and masturbate? How is that work? I was talking for hours last night with one of my big party regulars. We were doing lines together and talking about family fucking. He loves to hear my true stories about being a trailer trash whore. Only so long I can keep my brats distracted from my pussy and ass when on a really long call. So I muted my caller for a second and informed my brats they could service me in Ninja Warrior mode. Went back to my caller as my little boys and little girls worshiped my pussy and ass. My caller was fucked up. I was fucked up, but I was making sexy moaning noises that would wake the dead. Now my caller thought I was just super horny talking about my breeding days. He was asking me about all the little ones I had before getting married and leaving my meth head parents in rural West Virginia. Telling stories about fucking for money and breeding turns me on, because I want to start breeding my middle daughter who just started her period and is nice and ripe. However, the majority of my noises were stemming from the fact that I had little ones tonguing my cunt and ass. When your phone sex is live, and your phone sex whore is a trashy milf, anything can happen.
I’m your trailer trash whore!
I am definitely a trailer trash whore and I absolutely love it! Last night we had a storm so I set me up a storm party, I had booze and weed and plenty of powder too and lots and lots of guys! I made sure that I was getting banged like crazy while that storm was banging away on my trailer. It was so fucking hot; we were all fucked up, no power at all and all we could do was fuck all night long!Did I mention the fact that I was the only woman there? I wanted all that dick to myself! I had them fucking every hole and using me like the whore I know I am. I can’t help it, I was raised to be a white trash slut, a bitch that loves to do all those filthy things that no one else wants to do. I don’t ever want to be different, I love being the nasty whore I am!
My Extreme Phone Sex Line
My phone sex line is always anything goes. I have no limits. Can’t imagine I ever will? Extreme age play, piss, scat, snuff, rape fantasies, incest, hardcore anal….. none of that turns me off. Just the opposite actually. I don’t do vanilla topics. Most of my callers are sick and twisted like I am. I mean that as a compliment. I had a wicked hot call last night that is a variation on a theme of a constant wet dream I keep having. The news is filled with stories of girls gone missing, likely sold into the sex slave industry. Most of these outfits are overseas, so I fantasies about a very young brothel right here in my community. Perhaps even run out of my carriage house. It is actually quite large. Who would expect a slave trade outfit in a gated community in Beverly Hills? The lifestyle my husband and I live is expensive. We like to party, travel and live beyond our means, so having some young cash cows besides are own little ones really makes my pussy wet. Runaways, foster brats, homeless little ones, cute young things from the hood or impoverished homes, all make good candidates; but so do a few spoiled brats. Guys pay good money to tear open some little rich bitch girl, right? I have the access to little ones. I’m a Beverly Hills soccer mom. Parents trust me with their brats. I know it’s hard to believe. If they only knew what I have already done to many of their precious angels already, I would be in prison. I make the best magic cocktails that leave little ones with no memory of your big huge dick violating their tiny holes. I just need an accomplice to help me get this started. Bonus, you get to sample all the talent, even train them for a whore’s life. When they age out, we breed them to keep the brothel going. So who is in with me?