A lot of my callers fantasize about a subby mommy whore. I enjoy those calls. R likes to exploit my need for coke. We roleplay that he is my son and I need coke so badly that I will do live sex shows with him just to get a fix. He gets me fucked up on coke and beats the hell out of me while thousands of men watch and bid on what my son does to me next. I may be a suburban housewife, but I have some dark fantasies. R and I like to party on the phone. We do some lines, then he starts punching his mommy like he is Mike Tyson. His favorite colors on me are black, blue, purple and yellow. I was hot once, but years of coke made me haggard looking. A shell of my former self. Just saggy skin and old bones. Regardless, desperate for a fix. No longer hot enough to trade my skanky body for coke, but my son will give me all I want. For a price of course. He figured out a way to make money abusing me on camera. So many men with mommy issues just love watching my son R smack and punch the shit out of me. What they pay the most to see, however, is the hardcore ass fucking he gives me. He fucks my ass so hard it prolapses. Once my asshole is on the outside, he zip ties it so it won’t go back inside me. Men love that shit. They also love watching him suffocate me with a plastic bag. My son loves me. I know he does because he gets me high. He knows how much I need a fix but coke ain’t cheap. I must work my ass off or inside out for that shit. When the public show is over, I am a hot mess. My skin is turning all sorts of pretty colors. My asshole looks like pulverized meat. My pancake make-up is smeared all over my face and I pretty much look like a snuff porn victim. I don’t care though because I have my coke.
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