I had gotten long shots of it sliding down all of their legs to the carpet. If only we had smell-o-vision. Gard, what a stink. Then I unfroze them for...a few minutes and recorded the panic and horror on their faces as they continued dry heaving and finally realized what had happened to them. It was really hilarious watching them. They all just lost it.Finally, I refroze them again, right in that middle of the mess they had made, and did some re-programing of their minds. I setup new parameters. She was wearing incredibly tight jeans that really showed off her lovely ass and a tight blue top that left most of her belly bare as well as being so low-cut that it gave me a very nice view of her firm teenage titties.“Hi mom,” the girl smiled, confirming that she was indeed the liquor store lady’s daughter, “I see you picked up another customer. From the looks of it, he was quite satisfactory.”“Meet my daughter, Jolie,” the liquor store lady said, “she went out clubbing tonight, but I guess. He won the next hand and made me take off my pants as well. We are now both sitting around a table in shirts and boxers. Then he had to go to the bathroom but instead of going up stairs he took the closest two liter and pissed in that. His 7 inch soft cock barely couldn't even fit in the top. He sat back down and didtn put his cock away. He started playing with it and got a little hard. While trying not to stare he told me to look and he was now fully hard with no boxers on. He then asked to. And no matter what he says, I can't believe he wants me here. I've used every opportunity to cut him down, and I've done it for years. Oh, most of the time, they were just little digs, but he knew — knows — how I feel about him.Oh, crap, I'm so mixed up. And what about how he made me respond to him? If we had been alone, and ... and ... Would I have let him screw me? I'm forty-seven years old and he's, what, thirty-five I guess. Hmmm, he looks younger than that, even. But he couldn't have been.