Money-Hungry Whore Sorry Not Sorry ♕

Money-Hungry Whore Is Always Looking For Her Next Meal

You know, there’s something about a guy with a lot of money, something about a fat wallet or a heavy credit card that makes my pussy wet.  You know, when a guy walks by, we’re not checking out his ass half the time. We’re checking out to see if one side sits a little heavier than the other.  As you know, I am a royal prissy bitch. Well, I am also a money-hungry whore. It’s not that I need for anything.

Or that I want for things beyond my reach. It’s not that. It’s not that I don’t have enough money to buy it on my own. But it’s so much better when someone else spends their money on it. And I don’t have to waste mine. Because, after all, a princess should never have to pay for her things. One look at me, and you know I deserve it. I smile and bat my eyes. And you want to spoil me. Whatever it is I desire, right?

Money-Hungry Whore For Dessert

If you think about it, every day you go on like I’m hoping to get into your pants. He’s hoping to get a taste of the fancy restaurant, the meal he purchases, the wine, all of those things he spends his money on. Of the sweet pussy between my legs.  I’m thinking,  he has barely spent enough to get his whiff of it.

The more expensive the wine, the better your chances. And if you pick me up with a gift, a designer handbag, maybe some new shoes,  your chances grow still.  It’s not like this is the latest trick or anything.  After all, women have been paying for their meals with pussy forever.  Even Cavemen knew better than to come home without a dinosaur leg, pterodactylag, or something if they expected their thing to get played with.

I’ll Let You In On A Little Money Whore Secret.

Every single girl you meet is a money-hungry whore.  I mean, look at the woman who raised you. How would she do that without money, even if she hadn’t had a job? And she has taken care of it. She was sucking and fucking, But because she did that so well, she had a house, food, clothes, car. Everything she needed in her life, right?  Even your everyday working girl, No, not your typical ladies of the night working girl. I’m talking about any girl with a job, whether delivering pizzas or working in an office.

Maybe not if you don’t think they are bending over and taking it from their boss. Physically. But emotionally or verbally or somehow getting fucked in the process by the taxed paycheck even. But we do it; we do it because we’re money-hungry whore.  So basically, I’ll end my little rant today. And if you feel like calling me. That’s because you’re going to give me your money, and I’m going to let you Do whatever you want because that’s the kind of money-hungry whore I am.