“I don’t know,” replied Erin. “Occasionally one or two memories will resurface. Which ones seem to depend on current events. I’ve thought it...was perhaps a way of reminding me of a similar or related situation I’ve experienced. I’ve never had so many bubble up at one time before.”“I’ve had similar experiences,” added Sarah with many of her spouses nodding in agreement. “Like Erin, each time, the memories that surfaced were somewhat connected to current events. This morning, they seemed just like. You use my exposed penis to fill your mouth and reach behind you to pull your arse cheeks apart inviting me to fill all your holes.I oblige sliding my forefinger deep into your arse to my knuckle. I feel you tighten around me with every lap of my tongue. I work my finger in and out of your tight arse whilst devouring your pussy. You’ve have really started to fuck my cock with your mouth again. I can’t bare it any more I have to be inside you. I position you on all fours and stick my cock into. You can be a bigger personthan her." Elles..." Fuck that," Emma spat. "I want you to suffer, you bitch."She pressed the button but before she could release it, you flicked aswitch on your machine.I looked down at the coffee before me. I was seated again. We all were.Fresh cups in our hands. Elizabeth's eyes were dry. Emma had her headdown on the table, cradled in her arms, her eyes closed. She was snoringgently. A small wet patch of drool had formed on her sleeve."What the hell just happened?". ...We either have done it, or want to do it.My wife and I had put off re-decorating the bathroom and decided that it had to be done. We went through our budget and decided that our best course of action was to use paper on the walls. Now I would tackle any DIY job around the house but papering was never my forte. My wife's sister however was handy with papering so I decided to ask her if she would be willing to help. In exchange I would give her a full body massage in exchange whenever she.