-- image removed --She then went back to the bed and put on the blue high heels and sat on the floor and started Masterbating.-- image removed --After...thirty minutes she couldn't hold it back anymore, she squirted everywhere, I'll over the bedposts, the carpet was stained with her squirt she was a slut and she knew it.An hour later and she was in a park wearing the same blue high heels she squirted in along with the tightest black shirt and the shortest denim shorts she owned, when she saw Emma. He had on a pair of those stylish sweats and a white t-shirt that hugged his upper body. He looked familiar, but Sonja couldn’t place him. After glancing at him over the next 5 minutes, it finally dawned on her. He was Bryce’s dad from her son’s school. Everyone knew Bryce. Bryce is the star forward on the school basketball team. All the girls have a crush on him. Sonja can see where he gets his looks. He is a dead ringer for his dad. Yeah, dad has a little bit of that middle aged spread, but. Don't do that! I gave it to you because I trusted you! I..."Present Cassie watches in mounting horror as her younger self sways and the room ripples and wavers."So sleepy..." younger Cassie murmurs as she slowly crumples to the floor, the room fading and racing away into the impossible distance.Cassie's eyes blinked open, and she sat up. She rubbed her eyes and stared out the window, where dull gray-white light shone through gentle flakes of snow wafting down in the early morning air. She. Both Andy and I were nervous but neither of us wanted to admit it. Bravado took over me as a way of getting through this and I hit ‘play’ on my laptop and my wife’s naked pictures appeared on the 42 inch plasma, showing every fold of her shaved pussy and every detail of her perfect tits in High Definition detail. We sat almost in silence as we watched the slide show and the videos until finally there was a scratching at the door as my drunken wife fumbled with the entry card. I clicked the.