Rape Druggie Phone Sex Fantasies are my favorite! Jarquarvis is a Columbian Drug Lord that I know. There are two things you should know when you deal with this maniac. One and one don’t always equal two, and he will gut your ass if you are short on a deal. One of my clients wanted some party supplies for the weekend. So I had no choice but to ask him if he could float me some stuff and I pay him back later. When he gave me this broad gold tooth smile, I knew I was in trouble if I couldn’t deliver.

He even made me sign a piece of paper with my pussy juice to let me know he wasn’t playing. I picked up the smack and high tailed it out of his house. Anyway, I thought my clients knew the arrangements, and so I didn’t hesitate to start the festivities. About the fifth line of coke, my world began to get hazy. I couldn’t understand this because Jarquarvis usually gives me straight shit.

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I am not into being raped while passed out. But that’s what these guys did to me. I woke up vomiting on my lace panties and cum leaking every which way. More importantly, the smack was gone and my money too. They had ripped me the fuck off while I was out! If I called Jarquarvis, he would send one of his thugs over for a gang bang and put me to work in his crack whore house. All I know is I have got to get that money quick! Do you think you want to slip your dick to me for a tag or two? Or do you want Jaquarvis to host a rape sell on the black market? Leave a comment and let me know how you want the next blog to go. Stay tuned for more fucking whore blogging and details!