I love when people refer to me by my roots and call me a trailer trash whore. It reminds me of what I am and I am a proud trailer bred whore from down in the Bayou. All we did was get fucked up and fuck. From the minute we could talk we were stealin our mama and daddy’s drugs and touching each others pee pee’s at the playground. We were all getting molested by our family and family friends, that was a given. Our parents sent us to sleepovers at known offenders on the sex registry. They wanted a break from us so they could get high or make some money pimping out the older girls in our families.
I mean I didn’t mind when my mama sent me to that one man’s house. His daughter didn’t even live there but he would claim she did not matter how many times I told her she didn’t. So she dropped me off at his trailer around the block alone and thanked him for having us. He took me in his house and immediately told me to do a line. So I did and I became happier than anyone to be hanging out with a p-daddy for the night. He started my addiction to skiing. I realized I could fuck anything if I had some nose candy. I sure fucked his old ass good all night long on those “sleepovers”. Smart p-daddy he was.
So anytime from there on out I had a line in front of my face, I lean down, sniifed it deep into my nose, and got naked. I knoww someone around me is ready to put a dick inside me and I need that cock. Where’s the slopes because this whore is ready to go skiing with yaa!
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