Drunk Teen Whore

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I’m not much into getting white girl wasted. It gives us pretty, Anglo beauties a bad name as dumb whores. Now, I’m most definitely a hot teen whore, but I am anything but unintelligent. However, New Years Eve is the one night of the year I don’t limit myself on the alcohol, besides the occasional hot date. I keep the cups flowing, because the more I liquor up, the more I strip down much to the enjoyment of anyone who happens to be eyeballing me. I end up bare ass naked, sexy and sweating from the molly, grinding up and down the walls, the furniture, and especially the men.
I get tipsy, and writhe my hot little body, showing off these soft, plump tiddies and this thicc little ass. I love to party, and I let go. By the time the clock strikes twelve and the ball drops, I’ve got balls in my mouth and at least one cock in my hand. You really thought those fratboys could resist me scratching around with my kitty cat claws? I lure them off somewhere quiet. I want to hear them moan in my ear as they slide those throbbing cocks into me, listen to the way they tell me how hot I am, or how tight my soaking wet teen pussy is around their cock. I like being complimented on what I know I do well; and I know for damn sure two things: I’m hot as fuck, and I’m a hot little fuck.

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