typical 9-5 job, I work the sex mines, mining sex. Hard job, back breaking labor, away from the wife and kids for two weeks at a time, but the pay and the benefits are excellent and I get commission on the amount of sex I bring in. Good olâ American kind of job.Â
Watch out for âphone sex lungâ from being down there too long. Also, donât forget your camming canary!
camming canaries, theyâre so god damn annoying, every five minutes itâs shrieking âBB!! 8 INCHES! BB WATCH MY CAM! BB!!âÂ
and the uniforms chafe
Iâll never forget the great sex mine collapse of â22. Weâd just struck a rich vein of foot worship, and all we were thinking about was the fat checks weâd be getting once these elegant toes and stiletto heels hit the markets. We just filled our carts, sent them back up the shaft, went back for moreânobody ever bothered to check the meters for taint stench. Of course, thatâs the madamsâ version of the story, but Iâm getting on a tangent here.
I was dusting off a toe fuck, thinking about the bitchin lift kit this one was gonna pay for, when I heard that rumble starting up down below. One good thing about a taint stench explosion is you always know when itâs coming. I dropped my toe fuck, gathered up my girls, and ran like hell. We were lucky to be in one of the upper shaftsâjust last week weâd been down grinding schoolgirl fantasies out of the first shaft that collapsedâbut Iâll never forget that noise following us all the way up into the daylight.