Listening to her pleasure, he left one breast and slide down to her belly, not stopping until he reached her mound…what surprised him even if he was...hoping for it is that given just a little stimulation, Natalia was really soaking wet…his hands cupped all her wetness…it made her open her eyes and gasped…but before she could even let out a sound..his fingers found her clit hidden in her soft black pubic hair…this has to go someday darling… he said huskily referring to the hair and started to. He decided that I would become his apprentice and learn gunsmithing. Well, it turned out that I had a knack for the trade. It took a while, but I got to be as good at it as Pa, and Pa took me on as a partner. I'm afraid that I got something of a swelled head over that, and it led to trouble.I was sweet on a girl who lived down the street in our town, but her pa hated the "Dutch." I never did find out why, but that's the way it was. Peggy Abercrombie was a beauty, at least in my eyes, and she. I heard Mark flick his lighter again, smell the cigarette smoke. I then heard the clicking of the camera again. Mark was taking pictures of my clitty and plug filled ass. I looked over and saw him getting up and start walking around the table, continuing to take pictures. I turned my face away, I was thinking in shame but in retrospect, not so sure anymore. Awe, my little gurl is shy Mark started sarcastically. He continued to circle the table taking pictures as I turned my head in the opposite. There was something else, something different, trivial now, but potentially disastrous.Andrew McCarter and his mortgage? No, definitely not that.What was it she had forgotten? She couldn't think if it was something she had to do something about or not. She knew it was trivial and stupid, which made her aggravation at forgetting it even greater. It wasn't something about Mark, it had to do with Steven Shein and his house, and it also had something to do with Andrew McCarter.Judy wracked her.