I love Fall. I have been looking forward to it all summer. There are a lot of reasons I enjoy this season. I like watching the leaves fall as I sit in a tree and play my guitar. I enjoy not being too hot or too cold. I enjoy the warmer colors as they better compliment a ginger haired girl. I love football. And the start of Fall means October is around the corner and it is my favorite month since I adore all things scary. Haunted houses, scary movies, costume parties….But I also love Fall because my son can pimp me out more. In the summer, men are traveling a lot, even my son. They have family vacations, and reunions and the little brats are always around. But in the Fall, they can take business trips, have boy weekends to hunt and fish and camp, go to sporting events. A million and one excuses to give their families, so they can get away from their boring lives and let my son pimp me out for their entertainment; their escape.
My son supplies me with all the nose candy I need and I just have to entertain the boys however they wanna be entertained. Last Fall, my son pimped me out on football Sundays to this one group of guys who have requested me this season. I had my first football Fall party with them yesterday. I showed up looking all sweet and innocent, just like a soccer mom. For the first quarter, I am pretty much a serving wench. Bringing beer and snacks. By the second quarter I am sucking cocks and getting skull fucked. At halftime they are fucking my snatch and ass with beer bottles, and making me drink their piss so they don’t have to go to the bathroom. By the third quarter, they are wasted and getting rougher. They start smacking me around, forcing me down on the ground to lick cum and booze off the floor. I have to snort candy off their cocks and sometimes they spank me and force me to play with furry ones in the house. By the fourth quarter, they usually don’t care about the game anymore and they are full on gang banging the shit out of me. Double penetrating all my holes; covering me in cum; choking me; using me as a human toilet; fisting my ass; forcing drugs and booze down my throat; humiliating me…
But I love Fall, because that means I make my pimp son a whole lot of money, which makes him happy. And, I was born to make him happy .
Blair
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