She was posing outside in a peach orchard. I turned the pages and the photos were of the same woman in various poses in the orchard. Each photograph...of her had a watermark on it reading her first name and the words “photographed by” and Sean’s first and last initial. I kept turning the pages and then the girl was posing half-dressed or almost fully nude. Her poses were in various positions that exposed her private areas. I didn’t blush or put the album down but kept flipping the pages and. Tricia glanced at one of the mirrors, saw that she did indeed have those telltale red lipstick prints spread across her squirming butt. Kate's mouth was like liquid fire upon her, and the finger kept on reaming her shitter with a driving, burning impetuosity.Trish felt her friend's tits beneath her, the nipples throbbing with Kate's own arousal. She didn't feel so much like a pervert, knowing that Kate was also in heat. But Christ, this was too good to be perverted!The finger continued to ream. Ingram and glanced at him over her shoulder. As she sashayed her hips, her arms reached back and lowered the gown’s zipper. The panels folded open as the zipper opened to below her waist. She unclipped the shoulder straps and those hung loose with the panels. In the reflections, Mr. Ingram could see Maureen holding the bodice of the gown to her breasts. She made eye contact in the mirror and slowly let the bodice fall away. The top half of the dress hung inverted from her waist. Maureen. "A tide of euphoria swept over me. I was certainly glad that Graham wasn't going to ask me to service his needs in a semi-public place. Unfortunately, the euphoria didn't last very long."No, I want you to follow me downstairs to the car park. The back seat of my car is a lot more comfortable than this draughty stairwell."I was mortified. How could he expect me to leave my clothes in the flat and follow him naked down the stairs to the car park; and what if he then wanted to take me for a spin.