'Our new home' was a bit of a stretch. It was a construction site on ten acres of high desert that backed up to a canyon of sorts, at the bottom of wh...ch was a dried up creek bed. The canyon wasn't very deep or wide, but it looked like a canyon to me – or at least a decent exit point for an escape tunnel.In addition to the workforce, with their assorted collection of old, dusty pickups, there was Io's H2 with attached camper. The double-wide that served as Midnight's and Ramon's residence while. The areoles and nipples surrounded by about an inch of pure white mounded flesh, so delicious looking. I leaned down and suckled one after the other with my mouth, my hair brushing along her chest, tickling her skin. She giggled at the feeling of me at her breasts. I unbuttoned her skirt, let it drop to the floor, and pulled her panties down. Again, I was rewarded by a most pleasurable sight; her mound was well pronounced and amazingly, it was thickly covered in the most lovely thick light. “Here’s a bit extra for your trouble,” I said, as I gave him a generous tip.“Thanks mate, see you next time,” he said, as he turned on his heel and headed off.I walked back in the lounge to find everyone sitting down waiting for the pizzas. The Nymphs had got some plates and topped up the glasses. We started to eat.The topic of conversation during dinner was all about photography, editing and ideas about what the Nymphs wanted to learn. At this stage they had made no mentioned as to their. Taylor had absolutely no breasts. She was as flat as any girl ever feared to be, and she was fifteen plus years old, nearing sixteen. She was very self conscious about not having a bust line. She hated it, as a matter of fact. She was not jealous of others; she just wanted to have something that poked out of her shirt a little. As you might expect, she presumed that without breasts, her nipples would be a "nothing" zone sexually.John, being the suave, polished diplomat lover that he was,.