In the same way that I distanced myself from my family, I did the same with the church I used to attend.”“My daddy used to say that church is wher... the Lord is. A building with a thousand folk inside isn’t always a church. Most Christians want. They always want, he said. He believed that if people started giving instead of wanting, we’d be closer to God. Paul wanted out of prison but it’s where God’s purpose for him lay. I don’t want to be a whore, but I’ll be the best whore I can be. For you.. The reason was that you wished to find out how true was my statement that “I would do anything for you.”I hope what follows will prove that I am genuine in my pledge and willing to use my body in any you wish, to bring you pleasure and excitement.Firstly there is the matter of what the wider world calls fidelity. You have already told me that you will have me used and abused by others and, as you will read below, that falls well within the wide boundaries of that “anything.”However, I am more. God, my girls were awesome! I knew Charlie was going to keep on spooning me and gently caressing my balls as I pushed, hard but slow, into Tiff as her clit rubbed between my spread fingers and the soaked bed sheet. Charlie’s chin rested on my shoulder and I turned so we our tongues could tangle. Charlie was humping her breasts with my shoulder. God, this never got old!Afterwards, tummies rumbling and more exhausted than ever, we staggered towards the bathroom.It was a nice big bathroom,. I stroked it and played with it, but I didn't enjoy it. I felt like I did back at the club. The dirty, disgusting, sweaty men who came in to see me and get a little "relief". I stroked it and played with it, but my heart wasn't in it. I could taste the cum on the tip of his cock. He started to moan and I knew that he was close to cumming. When he finally came, I was relieved. He stood up and put his pants back on."That's my girl." He said. His friends were over every day. It was always Joe and.