Drugs phone sex gets me in tricky situations often. I get high and that leads to poor decision making. I don’t have drugs or money to buy drugs and that leads to the same thing. Last night, I was fresh out of coke. I needed to earn money to buy coke, so I went to this dive bar known for freaky ass things. This bar will turn a blind eye to active acts of prostitution. It is full of horny working-class men willing to pay whores money to do things their wives won’t do. I walked in and announced that I needed money or coke. Men started pulling out their wallets and laying their money down to have some fun with me. The men in the bar bought me shots. I knew they were trying to dull the pain. I was fine with that! I had no coke and I needed to work hard to get the money to buy some. I was on all fours on the pool table. I was fucking guys in a bar like this was a porn studio and not a neighborhood bar. As I was riding one cock, I felt something go in my ass. It was pool stick. Men started tossing more money to watch me get double penetrated with a pool stick and a cock. I knew it would bring me more coke money, so I downed more whisky, and let them violate my asshole. Damn, those men were nasty freaks. They enjoyed making me earn my money. I have my coke now. But I also have chalk dust in my ass and felt burns on my knees. All I care about is that I have coke for the Labor Day weekend. Now, I can party with my sons and their friends like a mommy whore.
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