S: Slept yet?? I: No, dreaming of tomorrow. S: Want a strip show??? I: Video called her and she went to her bathroom. S: She slowly lifted her nightie... and showed her clean and white legs. brought to her panty. I: Please show me your boobs baby! S: No, call me aunty. I: Ok aunty show me your boobs pls. S: Tell me all the dirty things and then only you’ll get what you want. I: Aunty, remove your bra. S: See them naughty boy and she stripped her bra just as in porn movies by bending. I: Opened my. Then I began to play. I started with the theme from The Deerhunter. It was a melancholy tune and matched my mood, from the melancholy start my mood went downhill, until eventually I just put the guitar away and lay back on the bed.There was a soft knock on my door, and Dad walked in. Dad never walked into my bedroom.He sat down on the edge of my bed.“So, son, your girlfriend went away for eight weeks, are you going to spend the next eight weeks locked away up here playing dirges, or are you. I decided I would try to get home to watch the whole thing take place instead. I called and got a flight home, which would put me home while they were out for dinner. I called Tim and let him know that I would be there, but not to tell Cindy. I didn’t want her to have any reason to not go through with it.Just before boarding the plane, I called Cindy to give her instructions. I told her to set up the laptop and webcam in the bedroom and to use the HD cam with the 10’ cable. I explained that I. This pattern went on for the next couple of hours with the longest time in-between punters being about ten minutes. It was a different world to the one she lived in down the docks, when sometimes she had to wait an hour or more between punters. But on the flip side she missed the build up of cum in her holes. And how that made her feel so horney and slutty.It was about three o’clock when it started to quieten down, Sylvie and another girl were at the bar and Alice went up to join then.Sylvie.