Lisa was going to leave hand grip marks in the upholstery in Jason's new Suburban. I prayed that Marcy had put plenty of insurance on our executive fl...et vehicles. The trip normally took 40 minutes when I drove. Jenny was sitting in her parking spot in 25.Lisa and I were seated in the visitor and guest's section of the governor's administrative building to watch an abbreviated criminal taskforce business meeting. It was a few minutes before the governor and the task members took their seats.. The door was slightly ajar, and I pushed it further to get a better look. Mark Stoneman, the son of my late husband’s boss was slam fucking my sixteen-year-old daughter Kimberly. He was pounding her from behind doggie style. It was déjà vu all over again.Mark’s father, Horace Stoneman, had been fucking me for the past two years and doggie style was his favorite.I was mesmerize watching, as Mark seemed to have a huge cock. Like father, like son, I guess.My husband had worked for Stoneman and. How would you like to wear that sweat soaked outfit day after day until it gets so wet and smelly so that you couldn’t stand it yourself. And the kids? People have this strange idea that, especially at Christmas time, kids are charming little angels. They are not! Most of them are little devils that pull on my beard to see if it’s real then put their gum in it when they find out it’s not. Spiteful brats! All day, every day … ‘Santa, I want a Playstation 3. Make sure it’s a 3 ’cause I already. And it was only when these two perverts started to get tired of fuckingme that they saw a way of making extra money and humiliating me even more, sothey started selling me, or trading me with other perverts so that they couldget at other peoples? kids. Most ofthese 87 people were men, as you might imagine, but there were some girls andwomen too. Some were forced to do stuff with me, others ? like wife?s andgirlfriends of the sex fiends I was given or sold to ? did things with mebecause they.