It was undoubtedly a picture of her husband. But how was it possible? And what did it mean?"Impossible," she mumbled, feeling goosebumps break out on ...er flesh. "This is just impossible."All thoughts of getting home in time to make dinner left her. There was no way she could just walk away until she got to the bottom of this, until she figured out just how what she was seeing had happened."Computer," she said, her voice now trembling a little, "New search. WestHem Internet."Ken was in a good. "Remember, first one to cum loses." "Mmmmm… God damn it, I know…" I should have known better than to play this game again with Anton. Especially when my entire family was downstairs trying to enjoy the last of dinner. Anton and I have been together a month or so now, so I guess I should have seen the obligatory have-my-boyfriend-convince-my-parents-he’s-not-an-ass dinner coming soon enough. The dinner went okay I suppose except for the times he felt the need to brush my thigh, sending tingles. His girlfriend meanwhile slides two fingers into your wet hole making you moan around her boyfriend's cock. You move your hand up and down his shaft as you swirl your tongue around the tip of his cock. You want to get him nice and wet for you. He moans slightly, and you don't want him to cum quite yet so you back off your pace, and run your hand up his chest, and down to caress his balls. You look up and see that she is now kneeling next to him and they are kissing. They look down at you and. "I mean hi, my name is Luke" he said. He took her hand and shook it in a perfectly perfunctory way. "Please come in?" he said, gesturing behind him. She entered the room and kicked off her flip flops, she moved with the grace of someone who was well versed in hotel rooms and sat on the edge of the bed."Payment upfront" she said, smiling at him, "I take all major credit cards, or good old fashioned cash." Wordlessly he reached into his pocket, digging out his wallet and freeing a credit card. He.