”“Was she enjoying it?”“Yes.”“Was she happy?”“Yes.”“Were you happy?”“ ... yes.”Session C25:“If someone is dreaming of a ha...pier life, should you wake them up or let them sleep?”“That’s a classic moral dilemma,” Richard began, but I interrupted. I’d learned not to let him dwell on the theoretical, else he’d never reach a conclusion.“What do you think one should do?”There was a long pause as he considered the options. I was starting to get used to this.Hypnotizing Mom or Lucy had always been more. A few more hugs had to be done with before she could turn around and address her father, the Admiral. As a brand new officer, she gave her father her first "official" salute. It was smart and crisp and very Navy. The Admiral snapped to attention letting her hold that salute for a moment while Tracy's mother snapped away with the disposable camera. She noticed that her father was looking old in the sun, tired and thin. But in his dress whites, at attention, gold, ribbons, medals, and 4 stars. Marcus then beckoned both girls to lay face down on the bed side by side and told them they were both gonna get fucked up the arse at the same time. He jumped on top of my wife saying to me that he needed her arse as he'd just destroyed Helens! He spat onto his hand and lubed his dick up as I watched him force it into my wife's ass, which was already very wet from the amount of cunt juice that had been fucked out of her minutes earlier. My wife ass swallowed his cock as she ground back onto him. " Provided I knew where to look of course. Geographically that is."I'm sure I shouldn't be doing this." And attached was a picture of knees, cropped just above the ankles and showing the hem of a short skirt. The photographer wasn't very good and the exposure differed from the previous one, as did the background."Thankyou, those really are nice knees. Not everyone has such good knees. I was hoping there might be a hand showing, just lifting the skirt to show your knees."And a day or so.