Yee haw, it’s a trailer trash soiled twat party

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I’m a trailer trash bitch and damn proud of it, living in a world where I depend on my sick and twisted side street hussle and sexual deviant side to stay afloat. Sometimes that means whoring myself out to a rich sissy fuck or getting paid as the life of the party, spreading myself out as the main dish waiting to be served. Either way, as long as I’m making a bulging buck in my ass and even up my nose I’m down for the pound.

I love getting fucked up, and I bet I can drink more than you boys. Put my ass on top of the bar and give me shots, each one makes me turn it up a notch, mix it up with some good ol beer and watch my motor rev up, I may get a big ticket for speeding when I hit your cockhead.

Hooker life and creampie sex stories, filling my freshly shaved fanny one dick at a time!

The pool table is used for putting me on my back and spreading my legs wide apart, pump that wet juicy, sloppy and gushing, leaky pussy, covering each cock, getting absolutely rocked. Pool sticks holding me down, getting passed around, dick after dick, I became the bar’s trick. This game of pool turned into a game of twat twister. Stretching my soaked up clam, taking two throbbing massive machines a time, my head’s spinning, my clammy cunt’s getting cooked and my body’s burning up.

Cover that mushroom tip in some whisky, shove it down my throat, make me gag and choke while taking a dick shot down to my filthy guy. Turn me blue as it goes down hitting the back of my throat. God damn, what a rush, that fat shaft packs a fucking punch baby!  Balls deep, slapping my chin, nipple getting pinched, I’m about to implode all over this table.

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