Joe’s frank talk about sex kept her focused on what she was here for. She was having a hard time believing she was actually doing this. She turned f...om the camera a moment as she doubted. Joe came up to her and put a gentle hand on her shoulder. ‘You’re doing really well. We already have some great shots,’ he said, as he hand caressed her shoulders and back. ‘Do you want me to help you with this?’ he asked, as he took hold of her bra clasp. Molly gasped, looking up at Joe. She bit her lower lip. Stroking and caressing it, feeling the thickness. What a sensation!Suddenly he stopped kissing me and grabbed my waist and pulled me to my feet. He slowly spread my legs apart, staring at my wet pussy. I looked down at him waiting for the inevitable tongue lashing. He delayed for a second, his tongue just a breath away from my clit, teasing me. He moved his hands around to my ass and started to massage my butt. He teased my asshole with his finger, moving it in and out a little at a time. “Man. “Is he THAT bad?”“Yes. He’s free with his hands...”“And you learned this how?”“Accepting a ride to school in his truck instead of waiting on the bus.”“So ride with me...”“You’ve got a car?!?”“My guardian says I can use his to get back and forth to school.”“How do you have a guardian?”“By not having known living relatives,” I said. “Except a mom who’s kind of out-of-pocket for five to eight years.”“Ouch,” she said. “Didn’t mean to get nosey...”“Not nosey. But it’d be better if that bit of news. It was not very extravagant looking at all but she looked very sexy in it. I could feel my passion and my cock swell in a competition. I held her hand and led towards the corner of the sectional sofa. Quickly picking a cushion, I placed it in front of me to cover my cock growth and fell back on the sofa making her to sit with her back to me, between my stretched legs. Then sitting upright, I almost touched her neck with my lips but did not kiss and only whispered in her ear to close her eyes.