I was afraid that he had chickened out."You're late, John. Were you waiting for your little blue pill to kick in?" I asked it jokingly."Oh no, sweetie..." he said, glancing down at his crotch, "this ol' guy is still hitting on all cylinders. I don't need any artificial sweetener."I smiled at his unusual metaphor but then my brain took over."Carol knows, doesn't she, John?" Not about you tonight," he said. "She's asleep. So is her pussy. But she gave me the OK to try for you back when we first met. " She said as she opened a drawer, and pulled out some containers. "Are you ready to go through with it?" He nodded and stripped with her down to his underwear. They sprayed each other with one type of Hugglebug formula that would reduce their age by twelve years. They then took out another pair of containers and headed to Paul's bedroom. It was so hot that he had all his sheets off and was wearing only a pair of panties. Spraying the first formula of Hugglebugs onto Paul, Mr. and Mrs. Jutras. Lisa and I especially loved our Saturday night car fun with dad.Lisa and I had been home on those weekends about 3 times and when the next weekend came and we returned home and Saturday night rolled around, Lisa and I were standing out in the drive as dad back that car out. Dad got out of his car came over to open my door like he always did letting me and Lisa get in but this time he left me in and closed the door. Dad turned to Lisa and said " You 2 don't need me, " " I trust you with my. It was quiet in the room. I heard cars passing by outside. My head was dizzy and not just from the wine. I had to cool down a bit before we got into the ‘sacrificial lamb’ part of the afternoon. What would I tell Becky? What should I tell Becky? I sort of wished Becky were here just now. I felt very vulnerable and alone but also very extra hot. Thinking of Becky fucking James reassuring. I would tell her of this new experience and we would have a giggle-fest.. Daniel leaned in and.