Tammy get the f*****g of her life

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Remember me? Yeah, I'm back. The girl that needs constant f*****g so I can actually focus on what I'm doing. When I was done in high school, my daily meetings with Joe the janitor ended. I didn't get into college because, well, my body wouldn't allow it. So I got a job instead. One that pays well, and I actually love it. A few weeks ago I saw an ad on one of the porn sites I use, saying they were looking for new actors, so I called the number listed and was invited for an intervju. It was set for a wednesday, and I was really excited about it. I dressed in my okd school uniform, left my underwear, shaved my cookie clean, put my hair in pigtails and was on my way to meet with the producer. The intervju was held in a large building only a few minutes away from me, and the outfit I chose beca

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