All right what options did I have? Only one I could think of; I had to find a way back to 1980.Okay, now that you have a plan, implement. Right.The fi...st thing I needed to do was collect as much information as possible. In the morning I'd rent a car and then drive over to my ex-wife's house and find out whatever I could about Clarity. Then I would go over to the Hollywood hills, and Beach house's and see if after twenty six years any of girls still lived in one or the other. I figured I'd just. As expected, I ended up doing a terrible job of it. It was only when I entered the tent did I realise that they hadn’t left me any supplies for the night, no food or amenities at all. The rage I felt bubbling at my chest seemed to be clawing out, desperate for release.Like always, I tried to bottle it down. Any outward display of emotion would only provide more ammunition to the group to continue my humiliation. I was beginning to regret every moment of this trip.The worst of the night wasn’t. "See how much more wet that pussy got all of a sudden? She's cumming, and she's cumming hard. Did you ever think you would get to see your babysitter's pussy spasm in orgasm?"Laura burrowed her face down into bed, moaning into the soft pillow-top mattress. In her mind's eye, though, she could still picture Bobby's eyes, wide and excited, locked on her overheated and contracting pussy.Her body was still trembling when Harry, who remained seated, pulled her to her feet. He positioned her in front. He had his arms around my waist, grinding his boner into me.“I need it,” he said. “I need it now. Please.”I was going to hell anyway, I figured. I pushed him back off me with my ass and turned around. He grinned and I grinned as I slid my body down against the wall until I was squatting, my skirt pulled up, revealing the black panties inside my pantyhose. I yanked his jogging pants down, and his cock bounced free. I let it hover over my face for a second before grabbing it.“Yeah, yeah, yeah,”.