Sing For Me Bitch: A Miry Story

Love Miranda

Dear Diarrhe,
The surge eerie was not to much money bee cuz I'm ritch and famos. They sowed his wenis back together. Good. Now I can suck on his cock damn daddy ur lookin nice and I want to succ ou so good so the life is no longer in you papas fritas. He's my daddy and I'm his baby girl. We must hide this from the world. He is day one day and strait another. I do this to conceal the other. If one is to break, blackmail will be he take. Sacrifice is here, the end is near. Without him I am nothing. I was so afraid people would know we were together when he treed to motor boat me. I was so afraid he was going to blow my pussycat away and then people would get it on video. And ruin me. I can't stop. We are lovers. But if anyone found out that me. The good Christian woman of God that I am had a SEX parter, I would be ruined. We must keep it secret. And the way to that is to say he's gay. My family doesn't know, my fiends don't know, my fans don't know. Only we know, and I'll try to keep it that way. I hope I am not such disappear that he had to cum on my fans. Thay must be whore if I'd. I'm so da press said. My pussy can not stand a day away from him. But he will onlee recovver in the trine ours of the evee Ning. I'm helpless with out heem. What wheel I due four this necks weak with out him. O wo is me.
Love, Miranda ❤️