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Dirty Phone Talk is What a Trailer Trash Whore is Born to Do

dirty phone talkMost days I know I was born for dirty phone talk. Being born and raised in a trailer park gave me a lot of nasty experiences from an early age. In the 70s when I was a schoolgirl, my mom entertained black guys in our trailer while my father drove a truck across the US.

But my mom did not view it as cheating on my dad. He never left us enough money to survive in his absence. So, she hustled to pay the bills and feed and clothe me too. Back then plenty of black men paid to fuck a hot white woman.

Interracial fucking does not seem as taboo as it did in the south in the 70s. Black men don’t need to pay for sex. Someone want to pay for it. But I’m not a hooker like my mom. I’m just a lot of lizard who understands how to barter for what I want. With everything so expensive right now, I decided to trade my fuck holes for cocaine. Most black men will share their stash with me. But so do a lot of brown boys.

Dirty talking women like me take what we can get. And we never mind fucking for any reason. So, when this teenage boy propositioned me, I honestly did not think he would have anything for me, but he did. A shit ton of cocaine and a big young teenage cock. I won the lottery.

This Trailer Trash Whore Loves Bartering for Cocaine

I would’ve fucked him even if no coke was on the line. Now, he might get in trouble because I don’t know where he got that cocaine from at his age. Perhaps he stole it from a parent. Not my issue. I sucked that big brown cock, and I rode him so good that he came about a dozen times. I left him drained dry.

And he left me looking like a cum dumpster with a big bag of cocaine. My two favorite white substances, LOL. I’ve been giving most of my attention to those big black cocks. Clearly, I need to pay attention to those brown cocks too. And a trailer park in Florida is full of them. At this rate, I think this phone sex milf can fuck to get just about anything I need. And I don’t see anything wrong with that.