You know what Christmas means to me? Party. Fuck. Party. Fuck. Party. Fuck. My son is with me, and he loves to party too. Oh yeah, and fuck his mommy. Hell, he gets me all my party favors nowadays. It is sort of a holiday tradition you could say. Get mommy high and drunk and fuck her like a whore. And, bring your little friends over to fuck her too. You see, no one has school this week. That means no curfews or getting up early. I can taste the rainbow all week long. Coke, pot, ice, hash, Oxycotin, X, shrooms, heroin, Quaaludes… You name it, I will snort, swallow, sniff or shoot it. Fucking is just better high. I can get my son and his friends off better, harder and with more frequency the higher I am. Why? Because I lose ALL inhibitions. I turn into fucking Mary Kay Letourneau with my son’s school friends after a few lines of coke. Hell I will even lick some baby girl pussy when fucked up.
My son turned me into the dirty p mommy I am today. When he was just a boy, he was always watching me fuck his daddy or my drug dealer. In the beginning, I didn’t know he was watching, but once I did, I found it hot. I would bring in him the room, snort lines off his little hairless cock and balls and get fucked up my ass for a couple grams of coke. Ever since then he has been my party buddy. And for the next couple days all we are going to do is party, fuck, party, fuck, party and fuck some more.
I love to party on the phone too. And fuck. My son loves it when I suck his cock for my horny callers. If you like to party and hear the exploits of a dirty mommy and her son, call me. I will be celebrating Christmas with boy cock and coke!
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