At the end of the day, it’s all about the snow. I sure don’t mean that cold white shit on the ground either. My need for snow is good ‘ol coke or meth. Lots of it. Lines and lines. I’m an addict and I will do anything for my next fix. People say it’s a shame that my life has become this need. Not me, though. I love this life.
I get up and plan my next fix. Turning a trick or giving one of the dealers a blowjob gets me my first fix of the day. That’s all I need to get out there and do my job. I’m a high class hooker but a very special breed. I get off on abuse. Yes, real abuse. Using me for a human punching bag or choking me while we fuck fuels my fire. I rent myself for bachelor parties, BDSM galas, and high dollar plate lunches with some of the most influential men in town. I can keep secrets and I get paid well for it. There are lots of sick fuckers who enjoy treating me badly, degrading me, and making me feel like a worthless whore. But then they reward me with the finest drugs out there. The more I do, the more I fuck and the more I want.
So, when that next snowstorm blows into town and you feel like sharing it, give me a call, baby. We’ll get fucked up together and have some wicked, no limits phone sex. It’s gonna be a long cold winter and you need a friend like me with huge titties and a wicked tongue to come snort some shit off the head of your cock.
Druggy Slut Chelsea
877-928-3642
I always enjoy the conversation on my phone chat lines between me and my cum eating faggot sissy. When it comes to tormenting my cocksucking sissy faggot, my sissy drool and strokes his overgrown clitoris and begs me to allow him to be fucked in the ass. I just love to be degrading and mean and listen to my sissy whimper begging me to expose him like a sissy faggot pathetic loser that he is. It’s a good thing since he likes to send me pictures of 
him in humiliating girly outfits with dildos up his sissy pussy. And yet still has issues with believing he is gay. Sissy Brendan Gay~Hill has been nonstop amusement for me. I enjoy tormenting him with my sweetly mean giggles and my threats of exposing him for real! He cannot get enough of begging to be humiliated! We spend most of our conversations when he calls my phone chat numbers going over how he could never be straight ever his cock is just way too small in fact it’s just an overgrown clitoris. Together me and Sissy have created a special hypnosis 
program tailored to his specific needs. Which include cock big cock and pounding cock he just really needs cock. These special sessions I like to call sissy hypnosis acceptance therapy. For the most part we go over just how much he loves being humiliated how much he loves to wear bras and panties and how much he just loves being fucked in his sissy pussy. Together we have come quite a long ways. and when he’s a good sissy I may even let him squirty squirt out of his piss stick. I told him one day I would show up with a leash and collar, and drag him into public as my personal pet. Sissy pet! begging with only a assless pair of pink painties! I would put a note on his back begging to be a fuck puppet, a sissy cum dump. He sounded scared, but I could have sworn I heard his clitty leaking!
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