“I think that remembering my clothes is important to me. I chose them. They defined my identity and I think getting me out of them was his way of de...ersonalising me. He tried to turn me into any woman, or perhaps a particular woman he had a grudge against. Once I was naked he never said my name, only endearments such as ‘darling’. I suppose I’ve lost those clothes. They don’t really matter. What does matter is that I am me, not just any woman. I had taken nothing I really valued except my flat. Brian is getting to the point that he is losing respect for dad.His father had given up his mother and lots of money for the blonde. Even at eight Brian couldn't blame him for wanting to fuck the bitch. Why not just pay the twenty bucks a pop like everyone else. Brian is angry with dad for messing up his life.It wasn't as if the eight-year-old boy wouldn't fuck the cute little blonde if given the chance. Looking back, Brian thinks that maybe he could have. Looking back, he thinks that his dog. "Also if you attempt to get anyone else to harm Laura or her daughters, you and they will automatically be turned into wooden statues. I would advise you to move to a different area of the country to avoid running into Laura after your divorce," Dad told him before renewing the wooden statue spell. "Your two hours have already started. Move!" I'm going to watch that bastard. I don't want him stealing me blind," Laura told us."We'll go with you!" Mother Katie told her, and all three women. I started stroking myself, and when they got into a 69 position I tilted the chair back so I could really go at it. One of the guys broke off the sucking and got on all fours, spreading his cheeks to the camera, and then the other guy got behind him and started rubbing his dick against the first guy’s hole. Then he was inside, fucking hard. After a couple of minutes he pulled out and sprayed cum all over the other guy’s back, and I came with a gasp I’m sure my wife could hear three rooms away..