You know..?”“Masturbating.”“Yeah, and calling out MY name!”“Well, of course, Lori. Who else has got me so hot, lately?”“Um … Can I w...atch you … Squirt your stuff?” She asked hesitantly.“Sure! Of course, I might get off sooner if I could see what you’re doing, there.” He replied, looking directly at her hand in her pants. Lori had almost forgotten her finger was still inside her kitty. She removed it, then slowly peeled her shorts off. She wore no panties, and her puffy muff was damp with her. Until images came to mind, places I had once known, been to, or had wondered about. Then suddenly ... there I was!It felt warm, comforting. I was standing on a hill, there was a breeze against my face, though again, there hadn't been until I'd considered it, then there it was! It was quiet, peaceful, just as I imagined it might be, would be. I looked down at myself, I was old."Damn! Arn't we supposed to change back to the best way we ever looked, or should look?" I wondered. And suddenly, I. "You thrashed Paul when he came and he still resents the suffering you caused and has sort to get his revenge in secret ways ever since. I still very much resent the way I was punished and I'm sure this resentment would have increased tenfold had not others stepped in to stop my punishment this morning. Once my anger at what I felt was a barbaric punishment for a seemingly trivial offence, died down and the pain decreased, I found I was able to get along well with the students. Because of the. Or I use it on her.We started having these conversations tentatively about five years ago. We now talk like this about half of the times we fuck. When it comes to our conversations, there are three guys that she refers to that have been her best lovers. During the conversation, you may think I'm leading her with my questions, but I already know the answers because we've done this so many times.During all the years we've talked dirty, her stories have remained consistent, so I have no doubt she.