I loved burning stuff. Not maliciously. Not important stuff. Just paper, and pieces of wood. I’d watch the stuff burn for a few minutes, then put ou... the flames, get rid of the evidence and move on. I’m not a pyromaniac. I don’t destroy stuff maliciously or hurt people. I simply love fire. It soothes me. I came back into the room, and found Megan sitting on the bed. She had a strange look on her face. I looked at the lighter in my hand, and the burnt piece of paper. I shrugged. She said. "Your clothes changed, you changed."Alexa whipped her hair and dropped down to me, inches from my face, "Still wanna fuck me?" Fuck her voice was so deep and sensual. I felt her leg, debating my options. I was seriously tempted. But how was this happening. The only thing that could do something like this was......the book!The brunette pressed her arms together, pushing up tits that weren't so sizable a moment ago mesmerizing me with the sexy cleavage. I reached up and cupped her sexy ass. So one can judge me and some shall and call me a slut . who cares I call myself Zoë the cum slut , I know who I am and what I do am I ashamed , Hell no I enjoy every bit of it live life and enjoy it, we are not here for that long in the true sense of the life , so be yourself and get on with life , yes it can be scary sometimes but that is life .“ZOË’S DAILY ROUTINE”.So what do I do every morning , well I get a shower , check if I need to shave my body ( don’t. He then pushed in and out of her hole with his hard cock. He started slow but as it felt so good he plunged deeper and faster fucking her as hard as he could. The chains pulled on the connecting rings and this turned him into a fucking machine. He loved the control his cock had pulling the chains to her pussy. He wanted to do this all night. He was able to fuck her for over thirty minutes before he began to shoot his cum in her cunt hole. He filled her hole with his warm thick juice. He looked.