I want Jimmy to fuck me, though. Will you make sure Sher doesn’t see us?){I’ll make sure she’s naked, invisible, and fucking me at the same time...}“HELL YES!” She said aloud as Jimmy and Sher came to the top.{Sher}“Charlie, is that you?” Sher asked.Jimmy looked at Sher and asked, “Sher, who’re you talking to? Have you gone nuts? Charlie’s not here”“I heard Charlie speak to me, Jimmy.”“Well, you must be dreaming. I don’t see him. Come on and lets get out of here, this place is dead now that all. Where was my hubby?My pussy got a work-out last night; I was sore and cum dribbled down leg through my matted, cum-caked pubic hair. Sometimes my hubby can be a little exuberant and last night clearly he indulged himself repeatedly. The sound of a shower running drew my attention. When I turned toward the bathroom, I noticed the video camera on a tripod aimed at the bed. It wasn’t the first time we recorded our escapades but the camera setup was much more elaborate than usual. In the past, our. I noticed how you stepped into every puddle, your red heels sending little splatters of water up your ankles. The drops glistened on your black stockings, making them look like dew on a spider’s web. Your skirt clung to your body, caressing your every curve. I watched your ass jiggle playfully as you walked. Each small bouncy movement was beguiling me; seducing me. Even in the wet weather you were turning the heads of men. Perhaps it was a combination of your beauty and poise; you walked in a. ” “Ron, I’m sorry. I’m suddenly feeling dreadful again about what we did to you. We plunged you into a sort of dark age.” “Al, you both know it was bad for me. I talked about the dark place so we don’t need to go there again. Don’t call it ‘my’ dark age’. Call it ‘our’ renaissance. Something wonderful began for us all. Maybe one day you and Jane might re-enact it for me? That is unless you want to keep it personal?” “Ron, I think that is a delicious idea. You could film us as well.” “That.