I replied with a "I'll be checking in later in the day." She said, "Cool - can I call you?" Of course, I indicated she could.Later in the evening, my ...obile phone rang - it was Buffie. We talked for awhile, she reflecting on our little escapade of days before. I suggested a web video call - she agreed.After she pinged me on a web call, I waited for the image to come up. She was dressed in a fluffy robe (apparently, she was also in a hotel). The Turkish robe was closed to her chin - to my. "I can't wait for you to play me again, I said." A few days later I slipped into a sex shop out near the highway and headed over to the toy section. There certainly were a lot of choices. I ended up with a leather harness and a 7" rubber length.I couldn't wait to bring home so that we could try it. I arrive home to find some familiar music playing on the CD player. It was the band that we had seen at the party.The lights were down low and candles were lit. I found my wife lounging in a bubble. Lauren felt humiliated, and had to tag along pretending to be a littlegirl. She was horrified at how people ignored her and overlooked her,except other kids. She was nearly stepped on several times, and ran into,except that Mikey pulled her out of the way. He started to get protectiveof her, and taking a more big sister attitude towards her, which droveLauren crazy since she couldn't say or do anything about this in public.Robert seemed to find it humorous, and may even have encouraged it. Amy had cum splattered over her chest, her breasts and strung across her erect nipples. Upon her face was even more, where one blob was captured in the corner of her eye, which she kept closed. Another string clung off her nose and lips as if dangling off a cliff.I ran my finger through the corner socket of her eye, cleaning it as the pool of cum coated my finger. "Open your mouth!" I told her, and she did.I slipped my finger between her lips, where she sucked on the tip and took in the cum.