A timestamp. It was in the evening. It looked like this memory happened after we'd been dating a few months already. While we were falling in love, she was carrying on this secret relationship with Marissa in the background. My editing had changed it so Linda had the courage to admit her bisexual desires to me. I clicked the memory, wanting to watch it while Anael rode my cock. My screen flashed and... Reality flashed. It twitched around me and... I found myself falling into my screen. The world flowed around me. An image appeared tits of my younger self, looking so much like my son James, my cheeks smooth, a boyish nervousness about me. My dark hair was short and combed back. I wore those baggy skater jeans, complete with the wallet chain. I forgot I was into that petite style when I was that young. Linda resembled Becky. Her cheeks were so girlish. It was my wife, but she was only nineteen, a little slimmer than now, her breasts not as big and looked perkier in her top, her brassy-brown hair longer, falling down to anal her waist. I remembered her braiding it sometimes, a thick cord of silk falling down to her cute ass. It was so surreal to see us paused like this outside her dorm room. Memories rushed through me of the first time she took me to her dorm room. Marissa had cleared out for us. At the time, I thought my wife's roommate was annoyed at having to leave the room, but now... Now I Hardcore realized she was annoyed that her lover would rather be with me. It was surprising their friendship survived Linda choosing me. I drifted, moving as a bodiless spirit. Everything was paused. How did I make it move? I drifted to my younger self, shaking my head at how scrawny I looked. I had this foolish grin on my lips, my arm around asian Linda's shoulder. She looked... tense. It was subtle. “Probably worried about how I'll react,” I said to myself. We were both Christians in college. We met at a local bible study. Of course, I had to ask out the cutest girl there. I smiled, remembering how it was her long hair I'd noticed first. “Damn,” I muttered as I came closer and closer and... I felt a vacancy in my body like my past self was hollow. Despite sliding in easy I could feel her skin anal inside her arse almost squeaking and straining asian against two whole fingers I now had my fingers of my left hand inside both her holes. “It looks pretty clean to me,” she said. Hardcore I laid down and then I felt Nate lift my legs up over his lap. He was the petite man in the throne again. Take every last drop!” I remember vividly the day I first saw him. “A unicorn.” So why say anything until it is official, you know. Already the energy of that barrier was starting to shrink, returning to the glowing crystal in my palm as my will faltered. Even now, when Arthur was used to it, the force of the cum slapping into his tongue and the back of his throat kinda hurt, but tits not enough for Arthur to even wince of course. I knew it right after we started ‘studying’ together, and I was absolutely certain by the time you had to leave.