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A nightmare. To make matters worse, my mom’s usually fucked up on whatever drug she can find half the time, doing some unsavory things in order to maintain her fix. We’ve all had to do things we’re not proud of to survive in this hell hole, myself included. Being a small, pale skin, “sissy” white boy in a place like this has made me an easy target. Especially without a dad to protect me, he left a long time ago. It’s bad enough that I’m constantly confused for a girl, but being the son of a whore doesn’t make matters any better. Don’t get me wrong, I love my mother, but she’s hard to be with. Constantly degrading me and always fucked up. Bringing home assholes who treat us like shit. Some of them would have easily had their way with me if it wasn’t for the deal I made with Nekeisha. I know many of them would have forced themselves on me. Nekeisha isn't someone you want to mess with. She’s runs everything around here. Drugs, guns, hookers, you want it she’s got the hookup. She can even have someone killed off for the right price. Everyone fears her. Maybe the fact that she’s got a bigger dick than most men might also have something to do with it. All I know is amateur that I’m under her protection as long as I keep up my end of the deal. It can be a bit degrading, doing indian the things she wants me to do, but it keeps me safe from everyone else. As I put on the white cotton panties she likes so much, it’s not really all that hard to rationalize it. What’s a couple of degrading acts if it’s what keeps me from homemade the other animals that would do far worse. Besides, Nekeisha quite fearsome and ruthless most of the time. I’ve experienced my fair share of her to know how cruel she can be. I used to be so scared of her. I slide on the white stockings over my freshly shaved legs and put on the short skirt she gave me. After I put on a training bra and button up the white shirt, leaving the midriff bare, I start putting on makeup. After I’ve applied the lip gloss, blush, and some eye shadow, I hardly recognize the beautiful girl in the mirror. Her golden blonde hair is tied up in a ponytail with blue eyes full of despair. “Going to whore yourself out again?” my mother asks as I walk out of the bathroom in my heels. “You’re pathetic, you fucking sissy.” She was stroking him so well. She sucked on it, her green eyes staring up at me, her big tits swaying. I was so desperate it only made me lick faster. When her hand made contact with my holo-image or rather passed through it, she screamed. My breathing is heavy with homemade lust and anticipation. He was so strong, a coach. “You did such a good job sucking my cock today that I think it's time I pay you back by eating out that cute pussy of yours.” It is said that she is part human and part angel. When she removed the plates her huge tits came bouncing down and Tyler's eyes lit up. I added, drawing a small sigh from Melanie. “You didn't fuck Mom! You will come to me and I will tell you what your schedule will be and take your clothes off or leave them on accordingly.” Mr. Baxter said all this as he slowly explored my body. Amy was wide-eyed in horror as she said, “Are you crazy ? Do you have any idea what they're going to do to me now ?” It was magical.” So I figured since I don’t have that old figure anymore, you aren’t interested in me.” Tim glanced over at the screen smiling then his jaw dropped open when he saw the display. That only added to the rapture washing out of my pussy. But released from the guiding channel of my anal fuck tunnel, his cock snapped upward as he attempted to drive home. “Both have strong heartbeats.” “Yeah, I guess you're right,” I finally admitted, after mulling things over in my mind for a few moments. I knew with certainty that I wanted to have sex with a Stud one day when My Dad, my kid Brother, and several of my Dad’s amateur lesbian friends were there (I think it was their bitch, as they owned several registered dogs) Max was tied to a bitch and we all started laughing because indian he was very clumsy and seemed like he wasn’t sure what he was doing. We’d betta get riyid of hiyim!’”