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On the trip home, my head was full of thoughts – mainly guilty ones - but some of them exciting. Me - on stage - getting whipped, legs spread, vibrator bringing me to an orgasm over and over again . . . or the giant rubber cock splitting me open. I shook my head to clear my thoughts but it was not until I pulled into my garage that I was able to concentrate on what to do next.

What to do next? The thought was perplexing - with so many things in motion, so many feelings. I walked into the kitchen and realized I was late, dinner was already done and I heard voices coming from the living room. John was sitting on the couch discussing something with Tommy who had his camera on his lap. Kristy sat opposite her Dad with her legs curled up under her, listening and watching both men.

"Hi Honey, how did it go with your friend?"

I looked at my Husband - if he only knew!

"Fine, we were able to catch up and even have some coffee. I see I missed dinner, I'm so sorry. Did you all eat?"

Kristy walke