.”Helen interrupted.“But you can never be sure how it would’ve gone if you hadn’t been able to do The Thing to him and let him approach you li...e a regular girl. So, how much of it was really him and how much was you making him? And do you risk telling him our secret, then making him forget again, to find out? And if he wouldn’t have, then you’ve got to give him a memory of a whole new night where he didn’t have sex with you, because you feel bad now? Or you forgot to ask if he had a family. All I remembered was climaxing, . I hadn’t had any sexual dreams for well over a year since my wife and stepson died in an accident. I was sleeping better than I had in months, but why, I wondered? I was convinced that it had to do with my houseguests. I had invited Trina, my thirty-five year old stepdaughter-in-law and her sixteen year old daughter, Candy, to live with me. I had a house too big for one person, and they were family after all. Cheaper for them. Company for me.‘Oh, well’ I. “Thanks.” “No problem,” came the response in unison as the two began to dress. As she pulled her t-shirt over her head obscuring my view of her perfect round orbs Kelly offered, ”I’ll just bet you never take your wife for granted again, will you.” I was shaking my head ‘no’ and making promising and pleading sounds through the duct tape. I’m not sure which was more sincere, the promising sounds or the pleading to release me and let me play with all three ladies. Amy stepped over to my side of. I love watching Michael squirt. I love actually making him squirt too. It makes me feel kind of powerful.”“Me too! I wonder what it would be like to feel him squirt inside my vagina.”“Mmmm, I bet it would feel really good. Probably messy after though. His stuff would either leak out, or glue your hole up!”Sandy broke up laughing “That stuff gets sooo sticky!”There was a slight pause and I could tell Lorelei was just about to announce our presence when Sandy sat up and with her head lowered, not.