Stella 1-844-332-2639 ext 322
I am a tramp. Or, as some like to say, une femme de la rue. I wake up wherever I fall asleep – sometimes under a bridge, sometimes in a park, sometimes with a very confused gentleman next to me. Life is an adventure, no?
I hear the whispers. “She sells herself for a few coins, you know.” “A lady of the night, that one.” They say it with a little shudder, a little sniff of disgust. They think I do not hear, but my ears, they are sharp like claws.
I need you to make me glad that I am over the age of consent. Ever since the first time I had a cock deep in my pussy I knew I was hooked! I knew I was going to be a world-class whore. And you know what? I didn’t care, and I still don’t care. I love cocks and I love pussy. I love taking it up the ass and eating it.
I love everything there is to love about sex. The nastier the better. If you think its too hardcore for such a young girl then I can almost promise you that you have no idea what hardcore even means. Don’t get me wrong; sex with me doesn’t have to be all hardcore all the time.