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5$ = Explicit Pics.

10$ = Any Video of Me Doing Something S*****

15$ = Skype or Video S**

50$ = We can meet up and have s** and each hour is gonna cost you

200$ An Hour = Using me with other guys/ Gangbangs

You can choose 1 or how many ever you want, but you have to pay the full price.

I need your Name, Age, Location and how to contact you.
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Hi, I’m a 13 (😂) year old prostitute and I’ve been in this business since I was 5. My father started pimping me out at that age so I could be useful for him.
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He made lots of money from guys using me like this and I’ve gotten used to it.
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He always charged 20$ bucks an hour and he made a living out of it. Now my father is teaching me to pimp myself out so I can be useful for him again.
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So I’m willing to do anything s***** for money and the prices are above. ^

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When I was younger, about 16, I was insatiable and as a result of having my first anonymous hookup with another kid that was 16 (off omegle of all things) I sought to have more.
In this effort I downloaded Grindr and lied about being 18, eventually finding someone who hosted an anon darkroom not even 5 minutes away and who was more than happy leaving their door unlocked and a** ready. After I was invited over and tentatively entered their place I immediately set about u*********, going to nothing in a minute and slowly started up the steps to his room. Once in his room I was approached in the dark by him – a 30-something yr old man who was equally as naked but twice my size – and he reached down and started to blow me once he settled on his knees. Within minutes once I was sufficiently erect I prodded him onto the bed and had him bend over, eventually sliding in without any additional lubrication and begun to – at the age of 16 – f*** this older mans a**. I went for about 20 minutes by my estimation and slowly over the course of the f****** went from doggy, to sideways to having him lie fully down whilst I went to town on him.
Eventually I finished in him and got up and left. Once home I gushed to him about how much fun it was and how I appreciated him taking a chance with me, with some more conversation eventually leading to my age being revealed and – to my own surprise – him revealing that he’d prefer it if we kept going in spite of it. I’d meet him continuously, probably once to 3 times a month or even multiple times in the same week until I moved away at 18. I never saw his face but I remember being inside him so vividly.