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Serve my sloppy wet shredded snatch for thanksgiving

Serve me up buttercup. Slice up the insides of my clammy wet snatch and serve me as the main dish. I wanna be winned and dinned and thrown out like the trash. I’m not good enough to bring to your holiday festivities. The little whore you bang and brutally beat on the side. No one can know your inner most devilish spirit that’s deep inside your heart, mind and fat girthy muscle between your legs.

I mean how could you show me off as arm candy when i’m usually torn, bruised red and raw after we’re banged. Assaulting my tight little tootsie is a way of life for us, your dirty little fucked up secret. You go home to your wife and kids after you’ve choked me out and left me on the side of the road no knowing if I’m dead or alive. I get off on this shit just as much as you do. I love it when you leave me covered in bloody cum and wrecked. My cunt oozing still from the last time you’ve violated my tight little clam.

Drugs and more drugs. You have a bad habit, not just your naughty secret but your love for snow and blow. Always having a bag when you pick me up for that car bang bust. Doing lines on my sloppy seeping snatch before you lick me up. Sticking your tongue deep down inside me as I sit on your face. We’re high as hell while your drinking my sweet succle tea.

Gobble gobble you swallow every part of me. Thanks giving just got better with me coating your throat. I can’t let you go until you force feed me your turkey throbbing for my cheeks. I love how you pull my hair and call me a “nasty fucking suck” as you make me go blue, almost passing out. This would work for you since you do me in and leave me on the side of the road, my favorite abusive way to get home. Don’t forget to slap and spank me, spit in my mouth and tell me “you deserve this”.