Beware of street Trannies

[doctor screw]

lol you guyz R fucked up! lol

hmmmmmmmmmm you dont look that bad,future wife?

[justafreak]

I don't fuck with street hoes whether gg or ts, they always look dirty

[iloveladymeat]

There r 7 id bang

[Helvis2012]

Ouch!

[robertlouis]

ermmm ye whaaaa?

Only in America, Sammi, only in America......

[Prospero]

Boca Raton - rat's mouth - how appropriate (though it does have a very pretty outdoors mall)

[el latigo kid]

Here are some more, just be careful out there. These gals don't care if they get into trouble. There are a lot of nice t-girls out there, just, once again stay away from these ones.

[Dino Velvet]

I could start a nice Manson Family just from my Backpage Hundred Dollar Honeys. What they are willing to allow to have done to themselves for a measly hundred dollars is astonishing. They should have a chain that hangs from the side of their heads so I can give it a flush when I'm done.

[tsdvdman]

I could start a nice Manson Family just from my Backpage Hundred Dollar Honeys. What they are willing to allow to have done to themselves for a measly hundred dollars is astonishing. They should have a chain that hangs from the side of their heads so I can give it a flush when I'm done.

LMAO..I could say the same thing with white GG women who will do anything and allow anything to be done to them for some BBC. Minus the c-note though.

[BigDF]

Posted this once before, but since the subject has come up, guess I'll do it again. The main problem with streetwalkers is that you never know you're going to be fucked or screwed.

During the three years between my marriages, more than once I picked up genetic girls off the street. Due to problems I've already spoken about today, none of these encounters produced much in the way of satisfaction for me. So instead of I'd get screwed out of my money. Streetwalkers do not give refunds and I'd feel so guilty about things that I would just let it go.

Except for the time I ran a real risk of being injured or killed: Picked up this cute little blonde in white halter and hot pants, with a belt that the girls wore back when I was in high school. By this time I was familiar with the routine and expected her to direct to the local hotsheet motel where the room doors were left open for the girls. But no, instead we left the stroll and went into the residential area where she led me into a huge duplex house.

We went in through the front door, past an ancient man watching TV (should have picked up a clue then)who ignored us as we went by and into a bedroom. We stripped down and I got on top of her and just as I was about to penetrate her, a skinny teenage boy stepped into the room and told her that her boyfriend(most likely pimp) was at the front door. She slipped out from under me, told me she'd be right back, then left me and the boy in the room together.

My brain should have kicked in then, but I was tipsy and horny, never a good combination when you're alone. So I sat there on the edge of the bed and waited for her until it finally dawned on me that she wasn't coming back. In the meantime, the boy had moved himself as far from me as possible while remaining in the room. So I got dressed and scooted on out of there, inanely telling the boy I'd come back later to finish the job, which he agreed would probably be for the best.

As I drove home I started getting angry about the whole thing and when I got to my house, I grabbed my 12ga. shotgun with 30 inch full choke barrel and a few shells. (Thank God I hadn't bought my pistol yet, because if I had, I doubt that I would be curious about how anal sex feels at this stage of my life)As I put the shotgun into the cab of my little Ford Ranger, my brain finally started hitting on all 8 and sent me back into the house, furtively looking around to see if any of my neighbor saw me.