I love being a teen teas. I don’t hook, but I am a sugar baby. Sex for pretty things and cash is implied. I look at it as a tribute. Men need to compensate me somehow for blowing their old shriveled up dicks and making them look good. My men aren’t quite as old as Anna Nicole’s hubby was, but they are often 20-40 years older than me. I am barely legal, and my current sugar daddy is 58. He owns a technology company. He makes a shit ton of money that he loves to spend on young girls like me. Of course, he is married. I am a side piece. That is all I want to be to an old man. I am using him for his money. We have a special arrangement. I fuck him and he spoils me. Last night, he took me to this fancy restaurant. The place was so fancy my menu had no prices on it. He paid for me to buy a new fancy dress and get my hair and nails done. He likes the looks he gets when he walks into a place with a girl as hot as me on his arm. I let him finger bang my bald pussy under the table while we ate. I just thought of Johnny Depp. That’s an older man I would fuck. When we got back to my place, his old sweaty body was humping me. I’m on the pill but I tell him I’m not because he has this thing about knocking me up. He lives me a bigger wad of cash when I tell him to impregnate me. My friends think I should let him because I would be set for life from the support alone. The way I look at it is different. This is California. His bitch wife would get so much money, he might not have enough to keep spoiling me! I only fuck old geezers if they are filthy rich.
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