It was a family cursefrom her ancestors few hundred years ago. Claire told us that her greatgreat great grandfather had fell in love with a witch when...he was young,and because of the old traditional moral, his family forced him to leavethe lady. The broken hearted witch had caste a spell on him for revenge,to make sure his family name will not carry on. All the female familymembers in Claire's family when they get aroused, their small pink clitswill turn into angry purple hard cocks, to stop. Not just the usual age and date of birth but also her height and weight, her bra and dress size, shoe and glove size, hair and eye colour and so on. Her hair colour led to the question as to her natural colour and if that matched her pubic hair and whether or not she was shaved down there. She wasn’t but she always kept her rich chestnut hair trimmed and said so, a little startled nevertheless.“You see Katie, the more you share with us, the more money you will be paid.” he explained when he saw. A few minutes later there were 3 guys watching. All had their cocks out as they watched. At this point my girlfriend deigned to look and acknowledge there presence. Looking to test the boundaries once more I told her that I was going to lower the window to let the guys touch her. Half expecting a protest I lowered the window whilst her mouth was full of my cock. The moment the electric window opened one of the guys stepped forward and instantly leaned down and started tonguing her bum hole and. I always refer to her now as dad's wife because once I found out about mum, it was as if she was nothing to me. I know it may sound harsh, but if the truth were known, we never really liked each other, she was a shrewish little woman with a mind that matched her size, and she sometimes made dad's life a misery.Mum had been naked beneath a filmy little dress and thankfully had just gone back upstairs to draw a bath for us both when I saw dad's car pulling up outside."Hello," I said awkwardly,.