White Trash Phone Sex: Once a Trailer Park Slut, Always One

white trash phone sexI may not look or sound like a white trash phone sex slut, but my parents raised me in a trailer park in rural West Virginia. And my husband polished me up when he bought me from my parents. We have an unconventional marriage. But it works. He used to travel to West Virginia for business in his 30s. I was just a Lolita hooker back then. And he was the nicest and most generous John my folks let fuck me.

He started coming to town for business more often. But I was the business. At that time, he had a wife and two sons at home. Of course, he wanted daughters, but no luck. He likes young teen girls like most men in the world. But until he had a chance run in with my parents at a truck stop gas station, he had to travel to Thailand for some young teen phone sex pussy.

After a couple of years visiting me monthly, he made my folks an offer they could not refuse. By that time, my husband had divorced his wife. He moved me in as the nanny for his sons. He got custody of the boys because their mother turned out to be a nut job. Just too unstable to be a parent.

My Marriage is Unconventional, But it Works

He hired a tutor for me, and I began to learn what most people learned in school. Eventually, I got my GED. And eventually I became the right age to marry. He polished me up, made an honest woman out of me, provided me with a life I never knew I could have too.

And I knew in exchange, I would give him some daughters to fuck. I gave him three girls and three sons. For a while, I was a breeding machine. Hard to believe that was almost 30 years ago. So, I may not live in a trailer park anymore and I may talk sophisticated, but I am still a trailer trash whore. My husband took me out of the trailer park, but he never took the trailer park out of me.

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