Sometimes I just want to rebel against the parents that had made me into this fucked phone sex up cunt that I am. Sometimes it was drugs and alcohol, sometimes it was petty crime like graffiti, and other times it was onto the cocks of more than willing adult phone chat men. There is this trap house that I like to go to. I am not a whore per say, but I like to be slapped around by wanna the pimps. Plus he likes my style so it is a win win for both of us. Got me a bottle of jack and sat and waited for him to get in, surrounded by the smoke from all the blunts and cigarettes.
I was already good and tippsy when he got there. I was itching for anything he was giving. Good, bad, I did not give a fuck as long as it was fast and rough into my pretty cunt. I sat there, jack in one hand closing and opening my legs like a Venus fly trap trying to draw him in. He yelled at what he called his bottom bitches first. Tossed them around and banged them up real nice.
I was growing impatient though, and hungry for the slap of his powdered hand and taste of his cock. I slid between him and one of his bitches with a “Heya Daddy!” I was met with a quick slap actress the face. I whimpered and gave him a smile as I licked the small amount of blood that dripped across my lip. He pulled out his cock and told me he was going to punish me real good this time since it had been two weeks since I paid my dues.
He shoved his cock in my mouth and fucked it till I puked all down the front of him. Vomit ran down his balls. He ordered some of his other hoes to lick him clean and then threw me over and shoved his wet cock deep into my ass. He ripped my ass cheeks wide squeezing the hard in his hands. I screamed as he pounded me good. He switched up into various positions till I bounced on his cock, letting my Daddy cum deep inside me. It feel so good when he told me I was a good bitch.
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