The Good Shit!

Drugs phone sexAs soon as I felt the sensation hit my sinuses, I knew this was better stuff than my dealer had ever given or sold to me. The guy I just met was scraping another line together for me when my little one came knocked on the room door. “Mommy someone is knocking” she stated. This kind of pissed me off because the sweet candy in my nose had me very horny and I wanted to find out what was going on with the bulge in this new guy’s pants. So I got up to leave and as I did I introduced my little one and flipped up my skirt as I left the room to give him a little peep preview. It was no one important at the door, some salesman about vacuums. Before he could even finish his sales pitch I told him we already had enough suction power in this house and slammed the door in his face.

When I got back to the room I heard faint sounds of moaning and slurping coming from the other side of the door. When I opened I found that my little one had not followed me out of the room, but rather explored the curiosity that we seemed to share. The guy, whom I just met about 2 hours ago and can’t seem to remember his name, was lying back on my bed while my young slut was sucking the life out of him. He looked up, got scared, and was about to panic when I told him it was ok. Honestly I wanted to see how well my little ones learned. After watching him shoot a load so big it covered my little slut’s mouth, face, tiny little nipples, and dripped all the way down to her bald little pussy all I could say was one thing. Maybe my little slut could earn me some more of this good shit!

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