My name is Bren Miller, and I am the youngest of five children. I am twelve years old, and my mother is an LPN, but she is a closet crackhead who also pops perks. My mother's name is Gina, she is 5 ft 5 with a little waist and big booty. She always kept her hair appointment every two weeks like clockwork to keep her head snatched before she met D. Mommy always bragged on her body, and I was sickened by it. ...Täielik kirjeldus
My name is Bren Miller, and I am the youngest of five children. I am twelve years old, and my mother is an LPN, but she is a closet crackhead who also pops perks. My mother's name is Gina, she is 5 ft 5 with a little waist and big booty. She always kept her hair appointment every two weeks like clockwork to keep her head snatched before she met D. Mommy always bragged on her body, and I was sickened by it. I do admit that my mommy looked all right but what about the things me and my siblings needed. Mommy never cared about that unless she was going to show us off or take us to visit grandma. Ugh! I can't wait to get grown so that I can get out of this house.
