That night I couldn’t fall asleep for thinking about what I had seen. Don’t get me wrong I already knew about the birds and the bees and a...lot more, but this was real. But the most interesting thing to happen that night was about to come, after what seemed to be an hour of lying there quietly thinking, I turned to my sister who was squirming a lot on her bed and there I saw her… she was playing with herself! I stared a her with surprise as she moaned softly she had before, but. She read it. It was only one line. ‘I guess we can stop pretending now.’ Julie read it again, not understanding. Then she realized there was an attachment. It was a non-descriptive jpeg name, something from a digital camera probably. She clicked to open it. A second later, an image filled the screen that almost caused her heart to stop. It was a picture of her. Sucking Greg’s cock. She was wearing jeans and was topless. Julie realized almost immediately that the picture must have been taken. She was so pure, so innocent. “Yet how innocent could she be?” he thought, “did she really cum in her khakis?” Mr. Miller looked over at Mary and down at the floor below her. There was definitely a puddle there. She had definitely soaked herself something fierce. The insides of her pant legs were wet. Her crotch had been completely soaked. And since Mary’s pants were tan, the wetness showed what was underneath quite easily. She was wearing black panties. Undoubtedly they were soaked. She asked him if he wanted a closer look, and after he nodded yes she raised her skirt to her waist to show him her stockings. I looked at him and saw a nice big bulge in his pants. I asked her if she could take care of this. Angelica stood up and striped her skirt and her bra. The first time I saw her exposing parts of her body only her husband and I had seen. She dropped on her knees in front of Ralf’s chair and unbuckled his belt, pilled his jeans and pants of and out came a nice cock nearly.