So on over ten occasions, we had these sessions with one or two guys who would come to our home. After exchanging pleasantries, my wife would get undr...ssed in front of them and hop up onto the table. I would recommend to place an eye shade over her eyes to "keep the light out of her eyes" but really it acted more to calm my wife and allowed me to move around to take the photos, videos and webcam her.On all of these occasions it normally just ended up with a pleasant massage for my wife and the. . ‘Didn’t lay a hand on you. I like my women to have some memory of what we did. You were half asleep when you came over. You obviously needed the sleep.’ ‘Crisis at work,’ she muttered. ‘Sorry. Thanks for the use of the bed, though.’ That was all fine and dandy—except when she exited his room, her clothes rumpled and her head looking like a tossed salad and not helped a bit by Phil standing in his doorway in his underwear and casually leaning against the doorframe, there was the jaw-dropped. When the DVD was finished, Marty and I returned to the living room so we could watch the two videos side-by-side on the wide screen television. Only this time, one of the videos we watched was Lilly's, the other was the one Marty and I had made.He got up from his position on the couch and walked over to the screen so he could get a better look. "I think so. Can you zoom in on it?"I did.Astonished, Marty exclaimed, "Damn! You're right; it is a bottle of Spanish-fly. And, it's in the exact same. Stallman, who had since regained consciousness, but not quite fully recovered from her climax came strolling up to me."It would appear Tiffany was right about you." She told me."Thank you ma'am, I just wanted to assure my future mother-in-law that her daughter was in good hands." I replied with a grin."You really feel that strongly about your relationship with my daughter, after just a few weeks of dating?" She questioned."Ma'am, my heart knew that Tiffany was the woman for me since the first.