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I’m a fetish freak. There’s nothing I won’t touch. Yes, I literally mean nothing. I have no limits when it comes to my phone chat and my truck stop whoring both. I’ll do fucking anything to get high. I’m white trash in the truest form, without a drop of elegance to me. I just need cock and coke, and maybe some cognac if some truck fuck is feeling fancy.
My cunt needs stuffed, or I get fucking mean to my offspring. They didn’t ask for mommy to be a giant fucking cunt whore, but that’s what they got. So, my young ones will pleasure Mommy if there’s a shortage of satisfying dicks filling Mommy’s fuck holes. In turn, if I can’t make the money, or I need some extra, you can fucking bet I’m whoring out my little angels. What can I interest you in today baby?
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