Coke Money

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*WARNING SEXUAL CONTENT(NOT REALL BUT I GUESS)*

*time skip back to the hell hole that occupies my bitch ass mom*

As soon as I got to my crackhouse I immediately rushed my skinny white ass up the stairs to my room, so I don't have to approach my bitch ass mom. when I finally get there, I'm relieved to have no interactions with that scoundrel.

I then threw my bag on to the bed and collapsed on it as well. I then started to think back upon my day, and all I could think about was him. my thoughts were consumed all by him. his face structure, and his perfect chiseled nose all that my mind consisted of.

Then I started to wonder how his perfectly chiseled body would feel against mine. how he would grab my throat and slam me against his bed, and make me his. Even though I had just met this man today I could not deny my attraction towards him, and as I continued to think more of him I felt heat spread through my body I couldn't contain myself any longer. I then rip off my pants and princess underwear and reach for my computer and search up the hottest porno vids and pleasure my self to it.

All of a sudden, my crackhead of a mother burst through my door while I'm doing my business.

"EXCUSE ME, BITCH. WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING?!?!?!?!", the prostitute screams at me.

"IM PLEASURING MYSELF WHAT THE HELL DID YOU THINK I WAS DOING????? WATCHING SOFIA THE FIRST COSPLAY?!?!?!", I scream at her while continuing to do my 'business'.

"WELL FINISH THE HELL UP!! I SOLD YOU FOR MY DRUG MONEY!! YOUR NEW OWNER IS WAITING FOR YOU OUTSIDE!!!", the loose pussy bitch examines as she walks out the door.

I then finish my self off and put on a new pair of undies ( doc stiffens editions ;) ) and pants, and start to grab what little of what I had. before I go down I redo my messy bun to make even messier so my new owner knows I'm quirky.

when I get downstairs, I see my mom snorting 15 pounds of coke without stopping. looking down at her I tell her that I hope she dies from her addiction, and all I get is her snorting the last row falling backward while flipping me off.

I look at her passed out body on the floor and hopes that she was slowly dinging from an overdose of Coke. I then walk out of the shit hole that I used to call home and immediately see a sleek black Mercedes Benz that takes my breath away.

I rush to the car and get in to see an old dude that strangely looked like Alfred Pennyworth from batman, "Alfred the FUCK!! aren't you supposed to be in Gotham sucking off of Bruce Wayne?!!?!?!"

"I left Bruce many moons ago he didn't get me the pleasure I deserved." his old BrITisH voice tells me.

"Wait!" I exclaimed, "Are you, my new owner.?"

"no, I would never waste a dime on a piece of shit like you. I have refined taste and i take that as an offensive comment!!! So don't you ever stare or talk to me again you lowlife peasant!!!"

I quietly sob as I put up my signature peace sign to cope with this pain.

Hopefully, my new owner is better than my shitfaced mom, and this old codger.

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⏰ Last updated: May 31, 2020 ⏰

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