She squirmed round and straddled my lap, her jeans-clad crotch pressed against me; her hands on my shoulder, arms slightly bent so she was upright, lo...king straight into my eyes. My hands naturally found her hips."Letter from Felicity ... your Mum," I mumbled, twice redundantly."I know," she said. "I got one too." I really loved her," I said."I know." she paused, "I understand that. She was really special." So are you," I stated, categorically.She cocked her head, but didn't say anything."I met. I couldn’t remember the last time that I had cum in my pants.Amber said, “What about me. Don’t I get a drink too?”I rubbed me hand along her pussy, glad that she was wearing jeans.We ate in quiet, hardly saying a word. It was as if no one wanted to be the first to talk about what had just happened.I broke the ice when I said, “If you girls are still interested in group masturbation, I’m up for it later. How about we watch a special DVD of mine and make sure that no one can see in first.”Ginger. Tense but exhilarating. I breathed heavily feeling him inside me. Backand forwards, back and forwards. The sensation was like that tummyfeeling you get when in love with someone but magnified through my wholeinsides as I felt him push into the deep recesses of my girlish body.Suddenly Ann grabbed my cock and stated it rub it up and down to match mymovements. I could not take it - it was amazing. My dress swished to andfro as I moved faster. In and out. Faster. In and out. In and out. In andout.. I was enjoying the feeling of being photographed and the encouragement that Jim was giving me. My boyfriend was sat at the back of the room watching me pose. “Ok,” Jim said, “Do you want to change and we can get some more pictures?” I went back behind the screen and picked out another of my underwear sets which I changed into. As I struck more poses and got more and more into the whole situation I began to picture the female porn stars from the magazines my boyfriend buys. Thinking about them.