Seriously. If anyone found out, we are ruined. I might get imprisoned. At the very least we would be splashed all over the news.”“Dad, nobody watc...es the news anymore.”“They would watch this, I can fucking guarantee that.”Ashley sat in her seat, lost in thought as we finished the drive home. The mood had shifted because of me and my concerns. But they were valid concerns and I needed her to know that, to understand the implications. Or… maybe I was just scared of what I’d done, and what I was. Ohhhh..." I sputter.Already the onrush of orgasm wells up from within my belly. I stare into Lonnie's dark eyes, desperately trying to keep from shooting off in his hand.Try as I might, my efforts prove futile."ooooohhhhhHHMMYYYYYYYYYYYGOD!" I cry as my cock sprays a tremendous load of cum, leaving warm puddles of pearly white cream splattered across my belly and chest.Simultaneously exhausted, deeply ashamed and burning with runaway lust, I pant and gasp to catch my breath while Lonnie. * * * * * * * * * * I went back into my bedroom and opened my walk-in closet. On the back wall I'd established a location for my cross stitch supplies. I hadn't had a chance to do any stitching since I moved in and today I planned to sit on my butt and stitch for a while. I was working on a piece with the Serenity Prayer before I moved and it was about time to get back to work on it. I pulled out the material I. Are photoshopped... You cant just do something like this!... I will go to the police!" Oh wow somebody is feeling the heat huh? I love her anger it will make this more enjoyable. I don't show any emotion to her words."You are free to involve the police ma'am... Unfortunately my mistress is quite hard to track.. Impossible to track in fact... so the only result will be your expulsion for cheating... Humiliation on the internet... And a certain highschool sweetheart learning of his beautiful.