I enjoy forced intoxication phone sex calls, especially if it is mixed with some forced blow. Although, I am a druggy mommy whore. You do not really have to force me to drink or do lines. I love to party. I love to get high and spill the beans about my alternative family. I had a party call last night. Every time I spoke about something incestuous, I had to do a shot of whisky and a line of coke. It was a 2-hour call, so I was pretty fucked up after the call. I was so fucked up, I had to sign off because no way I could ring a guy’s card up to do a phone sex call. I have a high tolerance too. I guess my tolerance is more for coke than whiskey. Blow is my drug of choice. And I do love my party callers. I am a little hungover this morning, but I will survive.
This caller and I shared incest stories. He was raised by a single mom who seduced him when he was quite young. He grew up eating mommy’s pussy. He eventually started fucking him when he got older. It was a similar story to how I was raised. My momma was a socialite. She married a working-class guy for love, and soon regretted it. He was gone all the time. She started doing coke and that led her to a relationship with my brother. I caught them one night and after that, I was watching and partying with my mom. My brother loved fucking my mother. I lost my virginity to my brother because one night my mother said it was time, I become a woman. My dad never found out. He was gone too much and when he was home, he would pass out drunk. My mom gave me my love for incest phone sex and coke. Now, here I am, doing coke daily and fucking my own sons. My mom is so proud of me.