"You know what Dr Williamson has said, you've been therewhilst Ashley was discussing hi- while we were discussing Ashley'sfeelings. This doesn't help....And nor does your attitude, Ashley." ...Sorry," I mumble."You know," dad sighs, "I was actually looking forward to teachingAshley- my SON- how to shave. My dad taught me how to shave, his dadtaught him... And now I've had that taken away from me." You can always teach Eddy in thirteen years' time," I say."Ashley!" Mum snaps, silencing me and. The thought that someone had posted his wife or girlfriend's sex pictures and then used them in a story turned him on like never before. He was shooting cum all over the place as he read the story and looked at the woman.After he became obsessed with seeing other real wives and girlfriends put on display and he compared them to his sexy Amber. The more he did this the more he burned to have other men see his wife and comment on her.Finally he sent a message to the owner of the profile he seen. She’s an affectionate child, a sensual one who loves to be held and stroked and petted, a demon for massages, we’ve known that of her since she was little, but on this trip her displays of affection began to take on on a distinct sexual note. As far as we knew her experience with high school boys was limited, but it was certain “sweet sixteen and never been kissed,” a marker she passed a couple of years ago, had no longer applied even then.We’d known about Julian and Harper, they’d never made a. The diamond earrings are real and lend their own sparkle. My ankle bracelets tinkle as I move. My arm bracelets jingle against each other on both arms. I wear a small silver bell in my navel. My translucent silver colored see through blouse holds my somewhat ample assets, atleast for an eighteen year old, in place. And if one lowers his gaze, one would meet a translucent silver colored g string, aching to get out from its confines. My eyes have been painted tonight to heighten the dark green,.