I finally asked him what was so good about that place anyway? My husband's weakness is for a sexy set of legs especially encased in sheer silky hosier..., pantyhose or sheer silky stockings. He said that it wasn’t his decision to go, it was the rest of the guys. My husband stated that he didn’t need to go there, for I more than satisfied his leg and hosiery fetish. I punched him in the arm and said, “You'd better be.”He hugged me and whispered in my ear that he thought I was sexier than any of. Then she feels his swollen cock against her, she needs it so desperately. “I’ll be fine.” She says. He opens the door Once again, stuck at that threshold of knowing she will never be the same woman again. Justin quickly gets her out of her clothes and on the bed. She feels vulnerable and naked. She’s sitting on the edge of the bed, Justin comes up behind her telling her she’s not allowed to look at what he’s doing. Softly he takes both her hands in his and brings them behind her back. Sara. I live in what I think is my mom's house, but I'm not quite sure. Any pictures you would expect to be there are missing, any notebooks you would think I had aren't there. It feels like any evidence someone grew up here vanished. This would be a nonissue, if it weren't for the fact I cannot remember anything about myself except my name.I'm feeling very frustrated. Over the last few days, I've been trying to remember anything about who I am, where I am, anything. I've seen a couple of things. In evening I was watching porn in the roof of my house she came to me and asked what am I doing? I said nothing just watching some funny videos she asked if she can join. I said ok and showed her some funny clips after that she started asking me about my girlfriends names and why they broke-up etc. I kept answering to her questions and I asked her about her boyfriends I already knew that she got no BF but I was shocked to hear that she loves someone but she is not sure if he loves her or even.