Dressed in a pair of faded, tight, ripped jeans and a plunging halter top that showed off her nicely tanned breasts. “Does this look OK?” is all ...he said. “Damn, how come you never dress like that when we go out?” She always tends to dress like a delicious little whore when going out with her friends and like a tomboy when we go out. “Whatever,” she said with a slight smile. “Have fun.” I was sleeping when I heard her stumble in the house, with someone else? I heard her friend Kim’s voice and. He was trying to hide his boner. I took the camera and said: “I want some pictures for me.” He looked puzzled and said: “What?” I said: “ I’ll leave the bathroom now, but I want some pictures of that boner in your pants….and make them real good Johnny. Don’t hold back anything. ” He froze. I got dressed and left. I waited. He came out all smiles and I took the camera. I said I’d put this on a disk for us only. ….I had to control these pictures to make sure they never….got in the wrong hands.. Victoria knew they would open presents in the morning, hopefully Skype with Richard, her husband, before driving to her mother’s house for dinner. Victoria remembered the first time she and Richard took the twins to see Santa, and how tiny they were in his huge arms. Neither one really reacted or knew what was going on. The sound of a screaming child snapped her back from memories. It seemed this little one didn’t like the bearded man in the velvet red suit with white fur trim, and was. “Come on then” he said and I began to follow him.Paul was walking ahead of me on the stairs and I could see his arse move as he took each step. I would occasionally see his balls between his legs. By the time we reached the top I was hard again.We turned right into his bedroom. He stopped in front of a tall dresser and opened the top drawer. Inside were all his wife’s panties, regularly used ones at the front, less regularly used at the back. He pulled out a couple of thongs again. I suggested.