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Dark Fantasies for Hardcore Anal Sex are My Specialty

dark fantasiesA lot of my dark fantasies involved rough anal sex. Most men call me little anal Annie. My red curly hair makes people think of the Broadway musical girl Annie. Combined with my love for ass fucking it does seem like a perfect moniker.

Over the weekend I needed cocaine money. Surprise. So, I went to this hardcore anal sex director. He only makes rough anal sex videos. The rougher the better in his mind. He made me audition by putting various objects in my ass. Starting small with a marble that I shot across the room. But that graduated to a ping pong ball which I shot out of my ass too. But what got me the job was when I shot a tennis ball out my ass.

Perhaps now you understand why I became a taboo phone chat girl. My life feels more akin to a porn star‘s life than a soccer mom‘s life. But that’s because this soccer mom loves her cocaine. But my husband cut me off from his finances years ago, when he realized how much of his money, I put up my nose. That forced me to get creative. And my mother always taught me. A woman never needs to pay for her cocaine, and she can trade it for her ass, mouth, and pussy.

This Soccer Mom Earned the Apt Nick Name Little Anal Annie

My mama did not steer me wrong. I got the hardcore anal job. And I later regretted it. Because that director inserted things much bigger than a tennis ball in my ass. He made me endure hours of hardcore fisting. Plus, he sodomized me with the wide part of a wine bottle too. Man after man fucked me in the ass, leaving my asshole gaped open wide and dripping cum

I just kept my eye on the prize, which would be the money. And when he paid me, I immediately went to my drug dealer. But he saw that I walked funny and knew I likely let men fuck me for a buck. So, he decided he wanted to fuck my ass too. In fact, he told me to keep my money and just give him my ass, so I did. I kept my money for the next time I need cocaine. Apparently, the drug dealer possesses a dark fetish for anal cream pies. Because he fucked my ass into oblivion.

I doubt I will walk normally anytime soon. But at least I earned a big bag of cocaine and a lot of cash to see me through my recovery.


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