I am an object to be used; no more, no less. You can have me but itcomes with a price. If you meet my figure you can have your tgirl pornstar and sh...'ll do anything you want. You can treat her however youwant. Feed her your cock or your friend's cocks or a stranger's cock.The more the better, without a care in the world for disease or violenceor worse. Ply her with drugs. Buy her everything and she will focusonly on her body and your needs. For a price. Men fawn. They own me.End Diary. Can I get the address of the property?"I gave him my address. After a moment, he found my policy and verified my identity and then began the paperwork. I told him that the police were out, the fire department CSI was out and the police CSI team had all been out to look the fire over."Did they use the term arson?" Yes they did. A detective even questioned me while I stood there watching them work." Did you have anything to do with the fire Mr. Johnson?" No I didn't." I got a touch offended by. I’d never used such language. “Touch my breasts..I mean my tits Mr Tanner.” He turned me around and looked at me. “Say it again Tara, don’t make a mistake this time”“Touch my tits, Mr Tanner. I want your mouth on them, sucking my nipples.” Now that’s better Tara, he said as he moved me to the sofa, on my back, he proceeded to lick and suck my nipples, licking my breasts, stopping only to watch me and pinch them. My nipples ached with pleasure I did not know could exist. "Tell me how it feels. ‘You’re so trusting, Meg, bless you.’‘Why?’ she grunted, slowly rocking herself backwards, unaware of what she’d done to provoke that comment, but desperate for the amazing sensations she was feeling to never end.‘You didn’t realise the reason I wanted to go behind you. You see from here,’ he continued, ‘you are entirely accessible to me. And I can continue to thrust inside you, long after you’ve lost the energy to reciprocate.’ And with that, Jack’s hands began to roam around her body, driving.