There were more than a thousand girls, in my school. Hundreds of them were pretty, dozens were exceptionally so, and quite a few were genuinely beauti...ul. But, when I lay in bed, at night, and jerked off before going to sleep, there were only two women that I fantasized about.I had come in Aunt Karen's hand, throat and pussy. I had come in Mom's pussy twice in one afternoon, and in her ass once. I had some pretty fucking amazing memories, but Kristin had hinted about all the things she was. The difference this time was that it was as if they completely took her over. She became a different person, very controlling and very spiteful. She seduced some of her friends, her teachers, and when I noticed her behavior, she... she..." Camille broke down and cried.Camille was leaning towards me, and I pulled her head onto my shoulders, offering her comfort. After a few minutes, Camille said, "Debbie turned me into a slave. She forced me to fuck her friends... and not just boys! I... I. I then slowed down the bike in that forest with no lights visible for eyes. She went into the trees with the rustle and I was already having a hard on seeing her buttocks and the ride with her boobs touching my back with hands around me.She walked for a distance and called me. She told to stand near her and gave me some dress. Oh shit she just removed her pants and gave it to me. It would get spoiled she told and she just sat like in an Indian toilet facing away from me and urinated. The sound. Not only did she reciprocate, she proposed tohim the following week, not telling him that she took after hermother and was actually bi-sexual and very much enjoyed the way hemade love to her with his tongue. To his dismay, when she told hermother about him she insisted that they both used her surname andrefer to him as her daughter's wife. That way, she claimed , thebusiness would remain in her daughter and her husband's family name.Once settled in the family home, with his mother-in-law, he.