Everyone knows I am a drugs phone sex mommy except for my husband. It’s the only secret I keep from him. He thinks I rehabilitated myself a decade ago. But I just got craftier. He knows I fuck our sons. And he knows I fuck their friends. Plus, he knows I talk dirty all day while he goes to work. But the coke use, I keep from him. He found out a decade ago that the money he gave me for bills and food, I put up my nose instead. So, no more cash. I can only use his credit card for bills and food. No drug dealer takes American Express.
However, many drug dealers take pussy and ass for payment. And that’s what I do. I trade my body for coke. Some dealers treat me better than others. But if I get coke, I do not care how rough they get with this phone sex whore. I can take a hard pounding. My boys get a three-day weekend since Monday is a holiday. So, I just need more coke than normal. I want to keep up with my horny mother fuckers and their friends.
My Only Secret From My Husband is My Coke Habit
So, last night I slithered out of bed and left my husband sound asleep. He takes Ambien so he sleeps like a rock. I went to see Marcus, my regular dealer. And when I arrived, he had company. A few other big burly black men. And they looked at me like I was a piece of candy. So, I knew I would work for this coke. Marcus gave me the look when he wants me naked. Black men love white women. Although I lack huge tits and a huge butt, I can still handle rough sex.
I got one hardcore ass fucking after another. But I got choked, slapped and filled with cum too. However, I would do it again in a heartbeat for a big bag of coke. This bag should last me for a week of fucking teenage boys.