Pretty little whore gazes in the mirror checking her smile. Her teeth bling from the peroxide that will do more than good. That won�t matter cause she�s a pretty little whore. Selling herself for anything she can get. The dress is such a tight fit. She needs air so she puffs on a cigarette. Nothing like a little nicotine and rat poisoning to get her lungs going. Oh pretty little whore! Pretty whore. The guys fuck you and run. Leave you there in a mess of cum and tangled in a web of lust. Mirrors never lie dead with a chalk outline. Breast exposed and panty hose on the ground showing the world what they already felt up and suck their greedy poles into. Pretty little whore! Pretty little whore always wanted more than to score.