I love traveling and as a coincidence, my job is of that nature. I love talking to different people and like to solve their worries and tension and m...ke them happy as far as I could do.I love talking dirty/naughty talks.Truthfulness and respect are my qualities.I’m 5’11 inches tall, have a whitish complexionAnd an athletic body. My tool is like normal Indians 6.5 inches long and I’m proud of it. I’m a regular reader of ISS and always thought when an interesting event would occur to me so that. His tear stained face had Mary worried the look of hopelessness was even worse. "Mary, I can't find her, no one has seen her all day, I have tried all my contacts and no one is saying anything," he blurted out. " I'll be there in a few hours they may not talk to you but to the Willow they will!" with that she increased her speed, this was a little used engine she had installed, with it hers WAS the fastest.Returning home Thomas wasn't there, she found him an hour later dead in an alley a knife. My ankles were fastened to a three foot spreader bar that was clipped by a chain to the ring in my collar. The best part was the chain that he used to connect my nipple clamps ran over the chain to my ankles. Every time I moved, the chain pulled my nipples tight. After putting my vibrator into my pussy, he left it there running as he spread my pussy lips and started to flick my clit. I wanted to move, but, every time I did, my nipples were pulled. I was forced to lay as still as possible. I. No, No, No. Not stand on them. They physically pour themselves insidethe hapless victims. They then are able to posses them. They make thewomen have lots of sex and party.How do I know all of this? Because I am one of them. Hahahahahah.Chapter 2 Zack's story.There are some rules to being a hopper. First off no one can tell youare in a mount, unless you pass a mirror or a picture is taken of you.Another hopper can tell when you are in a mount because we can see ourown.When a picture is taken of.