The DJ in the corner blasted out some dance music while thebeautiful people danced. There were large poster-sized pictures of mearound the place. Pict...res of me squealing while holding a armful ofpuppies, doing handstands at the beach, drawing a smiley face in thesand and posing coyly in a sundress. The photos were only taken the daybefore, so it was weird seeing them hung on walls like works of art."Dolly Magazine welcome Gemma Taylor" proclaimed the huge banner thattook up most of the length. "This dress is a badge of ownership. I find your body attractive and you will display it for my pleasure. There will be no doubt in anyone's mind I own you. There will be no doubt in your mind either and you will like it."I found her entrance and placed my purple head where it now belonged, releasing her hands. She immediately discarded the dress and drove her waist onto me. Katsu's arms locked behind my neck, her legs lifting off the ground and wrapping around my waist, causing my hard shaft. The small dumpster for the barn was full as it is. So now I moved onto the clothes. Underwear, socks, shirts, pants. Wow. Why would you have clothes scattered through out the room like this. The hamper in the basement laundry room was getting full. I highly detested picking up his boxer briefs and whites. Some look as though he had cummed in them. After another half hour of that the room was considerably cleaner. I decided to make the bed for him. But as I did, I heard a cruching that. .”I couldn’t believe that he ‘made it easier’ by taking off his clothes! And what it was worse, Dennis told me to do the same! I didn’t knew what to do or say, I stood there like a petrified tree until Dennis urged me to get naked.“Veronica, since you can’t make your choice, we can help you out on this. If you love us both, you have to have sex with us both”“Are you sure is that you really want, Dennis? Are you crazy?”“In fact, doing you both it’s kinda... well... excuse me, but I find that.