In this video, I detail my charitable works and good deeds serving the community. Step-Daddy and Step-Brother always taught me that it was important to share my body. They let me practice on them. First with my hand. Then with my mouth. And finally, with each and every one of my holes.

Then Step-Daddy starting bringing different men over. At first it was only one man at a time. But after I proved that I was such a good philanthropist, Step-Daddy started bringing more than one man at a time. I guess it’s a more efficient way to make the world a better place.

Then it was tim...

In this video, I detail my charitable works and good deeds serving the community. Step-Daddy and Step-Brother always taught me that it was important to share my body. They let me practice on them. First with my hand. Then with my mouth. And finally, with each and every one of my holes.

Then Step-Daddy starting bringing different men over. At first it was only one man at a time. But after I proved that I was such a good philanthropist, Step-Daddy started bringing more than one man at a time. I guess it’s a more efficient way to make the world a better place.

Then it was time to take my charity on the road. We traveled across California going from soup kitchen to soup kitchen. I would always have to take care of the Philanthropic Director first...I guess so he wanted to make sure that I knew what I was doing before I could serve the needy.

Then, I would go out into the back alley and wait until the men were done eating. They would line up and take turns using my body to feel good. They told me I was very the best whore they’d ever met. I guess whore is another word for philanthropist.

It used to make me feel so good that I got embarrassed! I was supposed to be doing charity for them, not me! But I gave my charity to so many different men. The needy really loved to make messes inside of my holes.

I was doing such good charity that Step-Daddy and Step-Brother started getting awards for training me! They got new cars, a big screen TV, and all new furniture. Step-Daddy even installed a pool in our backyard! It made me so proud that they were winning so many awards for my philanthropy.

But as always seems to be the case, there were problems. My charity got so popular that in one town, a group of frat boys beat up all the homeless so that they could take my charity for themselves. They were very mean and rough with me and called me very mean names. I tried to explain that I was the best whore in all of California, but they just laughed and shoved my head into the dumpster!

Luckily the police came and chased them off. But then I had to give the police men my charity too! Step-Daddy was very mad, but the police told him they would arrest him for pimping. I guess pimping is another word for charity? But I’m not sure how someone could arrested for charity!

It made Step-Daddy very scared, so I was a good girl and let all the police officers use me. Even with their baton! Now my charity is on hold. I really hope I can get back to philanthropy soon, though. I love being charitable more than anything in the world!