Aprils Sexual Journey with Pictures

April, I am not sure I would be all that crazy about nylons but there is an allure. Thigh highs, the right skirt, and panties make for some great foreplay. Reminds me of a time in a bar, partner teased and I played...at some point she comes back with drinks and mine had a "coozie" of her panties around the glass.
.......we found the car for more fun...sitting on me and draping the panties around my neck. Ummm
 
New story just posted. https://literotica.com/s/marriage-proposal-train-wreck-1
It’s about the evening my bf proposed marriage to me even though I had always told him I wasn’t interested in getting married. He caught me completely by surprise and did not handle it well.
First picture is an actual picture of me that evening before we went out for dinner…to supposedly celebrate a job promotion. Next picture is just to spice things up.


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Great reading and I can only imagine the emotion that went into your husband taking you back. 5 stars of course! 😘
 
True story

A few years back I had a fling with a gentleman named Michael. He was divorced and had his own place which made meeting him very easy and casual....just the way I like it.

Michael was a professional who was easy-going and classy. He was always a gentleman. Sex was always good and he was very considerate of my needs. I enjoyed having sex with Michael.

About two months into our relationship he requested I wear white pantyhose. He told me he loved pantyhose...but they had to be white. I thought that was strange but hey we all have our fetishes.

I have always preferred bare legs and didn't even own white pantyhose. He kept asking. So one day I decided to surprise him. I bought a pair and made arrangements to meet him at his place as usual. I wore a short skirt and boots.

I knocked on his door. The minute I stepped through the door he fell to the ground, wrapped his arms around my legs, and buried his face in my thighs. I just gasped...his reaction caught me by surprise. He was always cool and relaxed so this was completely out of character.

As I stood there he ran his hands up and down my legs...It reminded me of how a dog acts when someone new comes to the house. I had to beat him off of me...lol

I managed to move onto the living room couch. I yelled at him to stop drooling all over my legs. I didn't know what had gotten into him.

He quickly dropped his pants and began jerking off on my legs. I was dumbfounded...I just sat there and watched. Within seconds he let out a loud moan and ejaculated all over my pantyhose. Holy shit...I had never seen him like this before. Actually I had never seen a man act like this before. He sprayed a large stream of cum all over my legs.

But he wasn't finished...he rubbed his semen all over my nylons including my feet. He then proceeded to jerk off again. What the hell?

I was taken aback. He was completely focused on my white pantyhose...they could have been on anybody. He was in a frenzied state. How could pantyhose have this effect on a previously normal man? This was a first for me.

I had to get control...I had to scream at him to stop. He seemed to snap out of his frenzied state and apologized as he regained his composure.

I told him if he jerked off one more time I was leaving. He apologized again.

Then I asked him "Are you going to fuck me or not. After-all that's why I am here." His behavior was a real turn on and I was soaking wet.

He smiled and asked if I could keep the pantyhose on while we had sex. I agreed.

He lifted my legs up to my chest and immediately buried his face into my crotch. He ground his face into the crotch of my pantyhose. They were soaking wet as he had me aroused and wanting. He was making all kinds of weird sounds as he bit at my nylon hose.

He managed to rip a tiny hole with his teeth and worked his tongue onto my now exposed swollen clit. I just leaned back on the couch and enjoyed myself. I felt a finger slide into me.

Michael was now breathing heavy...was he going to ejaculate as he finger fucked me? Michael was going wild with his tongue and fingers. His excitement caused me to climax.

I finally yelled "Fuck me please"

Then he went wild. I had never seen him so aroused. I reached down to remove my pantyhose but he quickly stopped me. He continued to hold my legs up as he slid his throbbing cock thru the tiny hole he made in my pantyhose. He let out a loud gasp as he moaned "Oh that is so tight".

He fucked me like a wild animal. He came inside of me several times that afternoon. By the time I had to leave we were both exhausted and spent. He insisted I leave my cum/juice soaked nylons with him...lol..it wasn't like I wanted them. I teased him knowing full well he was going to masturbate to them after I left. He just grinned.

I could not believe how a pair of white pantyhose could make a man go so wild. It was like they flipped a crazy switch in his head.

The experience made me curious. I wore a pair for my husband. He liked them but no crazy switch...lol

I began wearing white pantyhose for Michael all the time. The reaction was always the same. He would pull me into the living room, bend me over the back of the couch and rip open the pantyhose and give it to me hard from behind...over and over.

The sex was fantastic. I liked the idea that he lost all control. That this man was going crazy over me...well maybe not me but the pantyhose...but still I enjoyed being taken like that.

Tell me do you have a crazy switch and what flips it for you?
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A woman who loses all control is my crazy switch

Screaming. Going wild when I eat her pussy. Begging for my cock.
 
I just read the story. WOW you for sure weren't committing. Love reading your R/L stories as you put so much effort into them and they really are enjoyable. Of course in all different ways. Did you have on the white pantyhose that night? Guess I will have them in my mind for a bit. Cheers.
 
New story just posted. https://literotica.com/s/marriage-proposal-train-wreck-1
It’s about the evening my bf proposed marriage to me even though I had always told him I wasn’t interested in getting married. He caught me completely by surprise and did not handle it well.
First picture is an actual picture of me that evening before we went out for dinner…to supposedly celebrate a job promotion. Next picture is just to spice things up.


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It should be a punishable offence to leave you bored
 
The first time it happened, I was mortified, but then...

I dated a guy, and we often ended up having sex on the living room couch late at night when his parents were asleep upstairs. It was a normal occurrence every weekend.

That first time, I was laying on the couch topless with my jeans and panties pulled off one leg. My boyfriend was lying on top of me, gasping for air. He had just ejaculated and we were in that recovery stage before starting up again. The room was dark, and as I glanced over his shoulder, I saw his father looking down from the landing. My heart skipped a beat as we made direct eye contact before he turned and left. Oh shit…

It only lasted a few seconds, but I had a feeling he had been standing there watching for a while. In any case, I didn’t say anything to my BF as I assumed it was just an accident or a one-time thing.

The next weekend, we were back at it on the couch. I had tried to avoid the living room couch, but I didn’t want to tell him that we were busted last week. Besides, the couch was much more comfortable than the cold car.

So I reluctantly gave in, but this time I was more aware of my surroundings. Sure enough, just as we started messing around, I spotted his father peaking down and hiding around a corner. This gave me quite a rush as I continued on as if I didn’t know he was there.

I was positioned on the couch the same as the previous week, and he had a full view of my body. He could see everything his son was doing to me.

At first, I was a bit uncomfortable, not knowing how I should react. If he wanted us to stop, I suppose he would have made some kind of noise or sent us a signal, but he didn’t. I quickly realised he just wanted to watch. All of a sudden, the sex just got so much hotter. I began to moan and grind. I was begging my boyfriend to fuck me harder.

You have no idea of the thrill I got from putting on a show for his father. I would think about it all week and things I could do. I would let my boyfriend get me totally naked and I would ride him over and over, knowing I was being watched, even if I couldn’t see his father. The sex got so wild and he didn’t even know why. I would often masturbate all week long thinking about it.

His father never really had much interaction with me. His parents seemed happily married, so I assume it was just a voyeuristic thing.

This went on every weekend for the several months that I dated his son.

Have you been watched? Does it turn you on to watch or be watched?

Love to read your comments.
 
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The first time it happened, I was mortified, but then...

I dated a guy, and we often ended up having sex on the living room couch late at night when his parents were asleep upstairs. It was a normal occurrence every weekend.

That first time, I was laying on the couch topless with my jeans and panties pulled off one leg. My boyfriend was lying on top of me, gasping for air. He had just ejaculated and we were in that recovery stage before starting up again. The room was dark, and as I glanced over his shoulder, I saw his father looking down from the landing. My heart skipped a beat as we made direct eye contact before he turned and left. Oh shit…

It only lasted a few seconds, but I had a feeling he had been standing there watching for a while. In any case, I didn’t say anything to my BF as I assumed it was just an accident or a one-time thing.

The next weekend, we were back at it on the couch. I had tried to avoid the living room couch, but I didn’t want to tell him that we were busted last week. Besides, the couch was much more comfortable than the cold car.

So I reluctantly gave in, but this time I was more aware of my surroundings. Sure enough, just as we started messing around, I spotted his father peaking down and hiding around a corner. This gave me quite a rush as I continued on as if I didn’t know he was there.

I was positioned on the couch the same as the previous week, and he had a full view of my body. He could see everything his son was doing to me.

At first, I was a bit uncomfortable, not knowing how I should react. If he wanted us to stop, I suppose he would have made some kind of noise or sent us a signal, but he didn’t. I quickly realised he just wanted to watch. All of a sudden, the sex just got so much hotter. I began to moan and grind. I was begging my boyfriend to fuck me harder.

You have no idea of the thrill I got from putting on a show for his father. I would think about it all week and things I could do. I would let my boyfriend get me totally naked and I would ride him over and over, knowing I was being watched, even if I couldn’t see his father. The sex got so wild and he didn’t even know why. I would often masturbate all week long thinking about it.

His father never really had much interaction with me. His parents seemed happily married, so I assume it was just a voyeuristic thing.

This went on every weekend for the several months that I dated his son.

Have you been watched? Does it turn you on to watch or be watched?

Love to read your comments.
Both!!
 
The first time it happened, I was mortified, but then...

I dated a guy, and we often ended up having sex on the living room couch late at night when his parents were asleep upstairs. It was a normal occurrence every weekend.

That first time, I was laying on the couch topless with my jeans and panties pulled off one leg. My boyfriend was lying on top of me, gasping for air. He had just ejaculated and we were in that recovery stage before starting up again. The room was dark, and as I glanced over his shoulder, I saw his father looking down from the landing. My heart skipped a beat as we made direct eye contact before he turned and left. Oh shit…

It only lasted a few seconds, but I had a feeling he had been standing there watching for a while. In any case, I didn’t say anything to my BF as I assumed it was just an accident or a one-time thing.

The next weekend, we were back at it on the couch. I had tried to avoid the living room couch, but I didn’t want to tell him that we were busted last week. Besides, the couch was much more comfortable than the cold car.

So I reluctantly gave in, but this time I was more aware of my surroundings. Sure enough, just as we started messing around, I spotted his father peaking down and hiding around a corner. This gave me quite a rush as I continued on as if I didn’t know he was there.

I was positioned on the couch the same as the previous week, and he had a full view of my body. He could see everything his son was doing to me.

At first, I was a bit uncomfortable, not knowing how I should react. If he wanted us to stop, I suppose he would have made some kind of noise or sent us a signal, but he didn’t. I quickly realised he just wanted to watch. All of a sudden, the sex just got so much hotter. I began to moan and grind. I was begging my boyfriend to fuck me harder.

You have no idea of the thrill I got from putting on a show for his father. I would think about it all week and things I could do. I would let my boyfriend get me totally naked and I would ride him over and over, knowing I was being watched, even if I couldn’t see his father. The sex got so wild and he didn’t even know why. I would often masturbate all week long thinking about it.

His father never really had much interaction with me. His parents seemed happily married, so I assume it was just a voyeuristic thing.

This went on every weekend for the several months that I dated his son.

Have you been watched? Does it turn you on to watch or be watched?

Love to read your comments.
Very sexy
 
The first time it happened, I was mortified, but then...

I dated a guy, and we often ended up having sex on the living room couch late at night when his parents were asleep upstairs. It was a normal occurrence every weekend.

That first time, I was laying on the couch topless with my jeans and panties pulled off one leg. My boyfriend was lying on top of me, gasping for air. He had just ejaculated and we were in that recovery stage before starting up again. The room was dark, and as I glanced over his shoulder, I saw his father looking down from the landing. My heart skipped a beat as we made direct eye contact before he turned and left. Oh shit…

It only lasted a few seconds, but I had a feeling he had been standing there watching for a while. In any case, I didn’t say anything to my BF as I assumed it was just an accident or a one-time thing.

The next weekend, we were back at it on the couch. I had tried to avoid the living room couch, but I didn’t want to tell him that we were busted last week. Besides, the couch was much more comfortable than the cold car.

So I reluctantly gave in, but this time I was more aware of my surroundings. Sure enough, just as we started messing around, I spotted his father peaking down and hiding around a corner. This gave me quite a rush as I continued on as if I didn’t know he was there.

I was positioned on the couch the same as the previous week, and he had a full view of my body. He could see everything his son was doing to me.

At first, I was a bit uncomfortable, not knowing how I should react. If he wanted us to stop, I suppose he would have made some kind of noise or sent us a signal, but he didn’t. I quickly realised he just wanted to watch. All of a sudden, the sex just got so much hotter. I began to moan and grind. I was begging my boyfriend to fuck me harder.

You have no idea of the thrill I got from putting on a show for his father. I would think about it all week and things I could do. I would let my boyfriend get me totally naked and I would ride him over and over, knowing I was being watched, even if I couldn’t see his father. The sex got so wild and he didn’t even know why. I would often masturbate all week long thinking about it.

His father never really had much interaction with me. His parents seemed happily married, so I assume it was just a voyeuristic thing.

This went on every weekend for the several months that I dated his son.

Have you been watched? Does it turn you on to watch or be watched?

Love to read your comments.
I have not been watched, and while I would enjoy it, I'm not sure my partner would. I need to find one that does. You available? ;)
 
I have not been watched, and while I would enjoy it, I'm not sure my partner would. I need to find one that does. You available? ;)
Yes. Was watched in similar circumstances as you described. By my girlfriends single mom. Was humiliating the first twenty or thirty times but got used to it and realized it’s ok. She just likes to watch. But oh, not easy at first.🙏
 
The first time it happened, I was mortified, but then...

I dated a guy, and we often ended up having sex on the living room couch late at night when his parents were asleep upstairs. It was a normal occurrence every weekend.

That first time, I was laying on the couch topless with my jeans and panties pulled off one leg. My boyfriend was lying on top of me, gasping for air. He had just ejaculated and we were in that recovery stage before starting up again. The room was dark, and as I glanced over his shoulder, I saw his father looking down from the landing. My heart skipped a beat as we made direct eye contact before he turned and left. Oh shit…

It only lasted a few seconds, but I had a feeling he had been standing there watching for a while. In any case, I didn’t say anything to my BF as I assumed it was just an accident or a one-time thing.

The next weekend, we were back at it on the couch. I had tried to avoid the living room couch, but I didn’t want to tell him that we were busted last week. Besides, the couch was much more comfortable than the cold car.

So I reluctantly gave in, but this time I was more aware of my surroundings. Sure enough, just as we started messing around, I spotted his father peaking down and hiding around a corner. This gave me quite a rush as I continued on as if I didn’t know he was there.

I was positioned on the couch the same as the previous week, and he had a full view of my body. He could see everything his son was doing to me.

At first, I was a bit uncomfortable, not knowing how I should react. If he wanted us to stop, I suppose he would have made some kind of noise or sent us a signal, but he didn’t. I quickly realised he just wanted to watch. All of a sudden, the sex just got so much hotter. I began to moan and grind. I was begging my boyfriend to fuck me harder.

You have no idea of the thrill I got from putting on a show for his father. I would think about it all week and things I could do. I would let my boyfriend get me totally naked and I would ride him over and over, knowing I was being watched, even if I couldn’t see his father. The sex got so wild and he didn’t even know why. I would often masturbate all week long thinking about it.

His father never really had much interaction with me. His parents seemed happily married, so I assume it was just a voyeuristic thing.

This went on every weekend for the several months that I dated his son.

Have you been watched? Does it turn you on to watch or be watched?

Love to read your comments.


I would love to be watched!
 
The first time it happened, I was mortified, but then...

I dated a guy, and we often ended up having sex on the living room couch late at night when his parents were asleep upstairs. It was a normal occurrence every weekend.

That first time, I was laying on the couch topless with my jeans and panties pulled off one leg. My boyfriend was lying on top of me, gasping for air. He had just ejaculated and we were in that recovery stage before starting up again. The room was dark, and as I glanced over his shoulder, I saw his father looking down from the landing. My heart skipped a beat as we made direct eye contact before he turned and left. Oh shit…

It only lasted a few seconds, but I had a feeling he had been standing there watching for a while. In any case, I didn’t say anything to my BF as I assumed it was just an accident or a one-time thing.

The next weekend, we were back at it on the couch. I had tried to avoid the living room couch, but I didn’t want to tell him that we were busted last week. Besides, the couch was much more comfortable than the cold car.

So I reluctantly gave in, but this time I was more aware of my surroundings. Sure enough, just as we started messing around, I spotted his father peaking down and hiding around a corner. This gave me quite a rush as I continued on as if I didn’t know he was there.

I was positioned on the couch the same as the previous week, and he had a full view of my body. He could see everything his son was doing to me.

At first, I was a bit uncomfortable, not knowing how I should react. If he wanted us to stop, I suppose he would have made some kind of noise or sent us a signal, but he didn’t. I quickly realised he just wanted to watch. All of a sudden, the sex just got so much hotter. I began to moan and grind. I was begging my boyfriend to fuck me harder.

You have no idea of the thrill I got from putting on a show for his father. I would think about it all week and things I could do. I would let my boyfriend get me totally naked and I would ride him over and over, knowing I was being watched, even if I couldn’t see his father. The sex got so wild and he didn’t even know why. I would often masturbate all week long thinking about it.

His father never really had much interaction with me. His parents seemed happily married, so I assume it was just a voyeuristic thing.

This went on every weekend for the several months that I dated his son.

Have you been watched? Does it turn you on to watch or be watched?

Love to read your comments.
Something I love!! Being watched and watching!!
That was a hot story!! Making me throb
 
The first time it happened, I was mortified, but then...

I dated a guy, and we often ended up having sex on the living room couch late at night when his parents were asleep upstairs. It was a normal occurrence every weekend.

That first time, I was laying on the couch topless with my jeans and panties pulled off one leg. My boyfriend was lying on top of me, gasping for air. He had just ejaculated and we were in that recovery stage before starting up again. The room was dark, and as I glanced over his shoulder, I saw his father looking down from the landing. My heart skipped a beat as we made direct eye contact before he turned and left. Oh shit…

It only lasted a few seconds, but I had a feeling he had been standing there watching for a while. In any case, I didn’t say anything to my BF as I assumed it was just an accident or a one-time thing.

The next weekend, we were back at it on the couch. I had tried to avoid the living room couch, but I didn’t want to tell him that we were busted last week. Besides, the couch was much more comfortable than the cold car.

So I reluctantly gave in, but this time I was more aware of my surroundings. Sure enough, just as we started messing around, I spotted his father peaking down and hiding around a corner. This gave me quite a rush as I continued on as if I didn’t know he was there.

I was positioned on the couch the same as the previous week, and he had a full view of my body. He could see everything his son was doing to me.

At first, I was a bit uncomfortable, not knowing how I should react. If he wanted us to stop, I suppose he would have made some kind of noise or sent us a signal, but he didn’t. I quickly realised he just wanted to watch. All of a sudden, the sex just got so much hotter. I began to moan and grind. I was begging my boyfriend to fuck me harder.

You have no idea of the thrill I got from putting on a show for his father. I would think about it all week and things I could do. I would let my boyfriend get me totally naked and I would ride him over and over, knowing I was being watched, even if I couldn’t see his father. The sex got so wild and he didn’t even know why. I would often masturbate all week long thinking about it.

His father never really had much interaction with me. His parents seemed happily married, so I assume it was just a voyeuristic thing.

This went on every weekend for the several months that I dated his son.

Have you been watched? Does it turn you on to watch or be watched?

Love to read your comments.
That would make a good story
 
The first time it happened, I was mortified, but then...

I dated a guy, and we often ended up having sex on the living room couch late at night when his parents were asleep upstairs. It was a normal occurrence every weekend.

That first time, I was laying on the couch topless with my jeans and panties pulled off one leg. My boyfriend was lying on top of me, gasping for air. He had just ejaculated and we were in that recovery stage before starting up again. The room was dark, and as I glanced over his shoulder, I saw his father looking down from the landing. My heart skipped a beat as we made direct eye contact before he turned and left. Oh shit…

It only lasted a few seconds, but I had a feeling he had been standing there watching for a while. In any case, I didn’t say anything to my BF as I assumed it was just an accident or a one-time thing.

The next weekend, we were back at it on the couch. I had tried to avoid the living room couch, but I didn’t want to tell him that we were busted last week. Besides, the couch was much more comfortable than the cold car.

So I reluctantly gave in, but this time I was more aware of my surroundings. Sure enough, just as we started messing around, I spotted his father peaking down and hiding around a corner. This gave me quite a rush as I continued on as if I didn’t know he was there.

I was positioned on the couch the same as the previous week, and he had a full view of my body. He could see everything his son was doing to me.

At first, I was a bit uncomfortable, not knowing how I should react. If he wanted us to stop, I suppose he would have made some kind of noise or sent us a signal, but he didn’t. I quickly realised he just wanted to watch. All of a sudden, the sex just got so much hotter. I began to moan and grind. I was begging my boyfriend to fuck me harder.

You have no idea of the thrill I got from putting on a show for his father. I would think about it all week and things I could do. I would let my boyfriend get me totally naked and I would ride him over and over, knowing I was being watched, even if I couldn’t see his father. The sex got so wild and he didn’t even know why. I would often masturbate all week long thinking about it.

His father never really had much interaction with me. His parents seemed happily married, so I assume it was just a voyeuristic thing.

This went on every weekend for the several months that I dated his son.

Have you been watched? Does it turn you on to watch or be watched?

Love to read your comments.
I'd love to watch you but I can't guarantee that I wouldn't join in at some stage
Yes. Was watched in similar circumstances as you described. By my girlfriends single mom. Was humiliating the first twenty or thirty times but got used to it and realized it’s ok. She just likes to watch. But oh, not easy at first.🙏
Only 20 or 30 times? Why not ask her to join you - or at least let you watch her masturbate and then fuck her?!
 
More pictures.
1. Do you think I’m putting on weight?
2. First Threesome https://literotica.com/s/first-threesome-34
3. Same
4. Threesome…read the damn story https://literotica.com/s/first-threesome-34
5. Early bf (same as threesome) was into photography and me ..lol
6. Recent exposure https://literotica.com/s/the-tesla-man
7. Read about my nephew James https://literotica.com/s/aunt-aprils-revenge
8. Same but part two of story is even hotter https://literotica.com/s/aunt-aprils-revenge-ch-02-james-education
9. Being brave for Mr Wilson https://literotica.com/s/sex-vacation-with-the-boss-1
10. Young and shy https://literotica.com/s/you-know-what-to-do

Hope you read all of my true stories which can be found here:
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Awesome pics! Beautiful tits and pussy!
 
The first time it happened, I was mortified, but then...

I dated a guy, and we often ended up having sex on the living room couch late at night when his parents were asleep upstairs. It was a normal occurrence every weekend.

That first time, I was laying on the couch topless with my jeans and panties pulled off one leg. My boyfriend was lying on top of me, gasping for air. He had just ejaculated and we were in that recovery stage before starting up again. The room was dark, and as I glanced over his shoulder, I saw his father looking down from the landing. My heart skipped a beat as we made direct eye contact before he turned and left. Oh shit…

It only lasted a few seconds, but I had a feeling he had been standing there watching for a while. In any case, I didn’t say anything to my BF as I assumed it was just an accident or a one-time thing.

The next weekend, we were back at it on the couch. I had tried to avoid the living room couch, but I didn’t want to tell him that we were busted last week. Besides, the couch was much more comfortable than the cold car.

So I reluctantly gave in, but this time I was more aware of my surroundings. Sure enough, just as we started messing around, I spotted his father peaking down and hiding around a corner. This gave me quite a rush as I continued on as if I didn’t know he was there.

I was positioned on the couch the same as the previous week, and he had a full view of my body. He could see everything his son was doing to me.

At first, I was a bit uncomfortable, not knowing how I should react. If he wanted us to stop, I suppose he would have made some kind of noise or sent us a signal, but he didn’t. I quickly realised he just wanted to watch. All of a sudden, the sex just got so much hotter. I began to moan and grind. I was begging my boyfriend to fuck me harder.

You have no idea of the thrill I got from putting on a show for his father. I would think about it all week and things I could do. I would let my boyfriend get me totally naked and I would ride him over and over, knowing I was being watched, even if I couldn’t see his father. The sex got so wild and he didn’t even know why. I would often masturbate all week long thinking about it.

His father never really had much interaction with me. His parents seemed happily married, so I assume it was just a voyeuristic thing.

This went on every weekend for the several months that I dated his son.

Have you been watched? Does it turn you on to watch or be watched?

Love to read your comments.
BOING!
 
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