Jodie Swanson

The opening night tonight couldn't be any bigger. She was finally of legal age, *No more cleaning up fully clothed, no more grunt work, well grunt work... but a different kind of grunt work.* she thought to herself with a cheeky smile.

Growing up in the circus was difficult for a nymphomaniac like her. Surrounded by swinging dicks and tight pussy's she felt tortured in her own skin as she waited agonisingly for her first day. She couldn't wait to be used, she desperately needed to be used and didn't care how or which attraction she would be part off, as long as she got some sort of a good fuck and tonight she looks forward to...