I didn’t prolong the shoot. I took about ten images with the back lighting. Clara moved as if with an imaginary partner, making such a series of lov...ly pictures with her body that I could almost press the shutter at random and still be assured a good photo. I rearranged the lights for a hard side light effect, shot another ten frames, and then told Clara that I thought that we’d probably find something cool in there.“Great. That was pretty easy. Where were you when I was doing portfolio back in. He can't just admit his problem. "Iguess I was just thinking about midterms. I've got a ton to do thisweek..." Yeah, school sucks. I don't know, I'm kind of burnt out for the day. Youwant to pick up a coffee and call it?" Jonathan seemed completely normal.He acted just like he did when Steven was Steven. It was like they werethe same friends, impossible as it sounds, even though he was a totallydifferent person. Jonathan had always had a bunch of girls-who-were-friends. He credited it to having. Taking the drip from your clitoris with my tongue , tasting it feeling it between my lips I find it totally arousing . You leaning forward I reach my right hand between your legs separating them slightly placing it just above your pubic bone , with the left I separate your lips with my fingers giving me full access . You feel me move my lips to your exposed womanhood and I begin to firmly yet gently sliding my tongue around your clitoris ,then sliding it in your warmth , tasting your sweet. “Kiss me deeply” I answer as I let my knees fall slowly to the sides revealing my waiting pussy. Just his breath now of my outer lips as they begin to swell and part even more than they already have to invite his touch. But he withholds his touch and teases me with his hot breath until I whimper "please". Slowly, and so softly, his tongue now probes my swollen lips and with slow languorous strokes he moves down towards my anus then up into my wet vagina. Moaning I arch against his tongue.