Hot Slut Of The Day!
Barbara Terry (aka Cleo from Hookers at the Point) – One of the most seasoned hos still trading coochie for dollars on the streets of Hunts Point in the Bronx. 52-year-old Barbara slapped a price tag on her pussy over 30 years ago after her husband left her with bills to pay and four empty stomachs to fill. Barbara only knew about the prostitution whore game from watching Starsky & Hutch, but she heard about what goes on at Hunts Point and so she headed on out there to begin a career of sucking rubber attached to semi-hard trucker dick and jumping into dumpsters to hide from the cops.
Barbara has been locked up over 100 times, but she’s also been able to put two of her children through college (cut to Barbara sashaying up to the admissions office with a shoe box full of sticky hundred dollars bills) and buy a house upstate (cut to Barbara sashaying up to the owner with a plastic grocery bag full of dollars bills that smell like stale goat milk and strawberry lube). Miss Oldest Pussy in the Game isn’t done either. Barbara tells The New York Times that her children beg her to retire from the stroll, but her arthritis-ridden, grey-haired ‘gina still has a few more miles on it.
“I love the excitement of coming out here and seeing all these beautiful people I know,” she said. “Even my dates are a comfort. This place has made me strong. It keeps you young.”
But she has slowed down. A year ago, she was in a bad accident and was hospitalized with a broken jaw and neck injuries. Her children, two of whom she says she put through college, beg her to get off the street.
“I’m the mother, so they can’t say anything,” she said. “When I’m ready to get off, I’ll get off.”
“When I’m ready to get off, I’ll get off” are words to live by.
I was about to seriously say that I want to be like Miss Barbara when I enter the “gargling with Metamucil after sucking peen for Celebrex pills” phase of my life, but she’s got a purple heart pussy and is built special. If I sold ass for over 30 years, I’d have to tell my clients that if they feel a gushy mound of something touching their peen head, it’s just my internal organs falling out of my ass. I don’t think that’s a selling point. Actually, it probably is.