If it didn’t bother them, who was I to complain. “It’s OK” I finally muttered. Theresa went back to work, and even sta...ted to exaggerate her movements. She swept her hair aside a couple of times giving the young girl a clear view of what was going on. I began to think maybe that mom was actually training her daughter. I tried to close my eyes and just enjoy the sensations, but glancing over to the young girl. I noticed she was really watching us intently now. . Di knew that I looked at porn mags but she couldn’t understand the fascination. On the second or third night we had a great fuck and as usual di let me cum inside her as she was on the pill. As we lay recovering I told her that a fantasy of mine would be to photograph her naked – she of course refused. I had a Minolta SLR (single Lens Reflex) camera and wasn’t too bad a photographer. Di’s concern was that if I did photograph her then the film would need to be developed and strangers would see. She looked quite comfortable, her head to one side and her legs spread as I sat beside her looking at her young body sitting back, what a way to spend your birthday! I ran my fingers through her hair trying to make her comfortable, she smiled but didn’t open her eyes, “Mmm, thanks daddy” she murmured softly.I looked at her pretty face as I stroked her hair, her soft lips slightly pouted and I was so tempted and within seconds the devil got hold of me and I lent forward and gently kissed her,. ”One of the whores, the last one in the Posse, turned to see who was talking. Noticing no one, she shook her head and stuck her finger in her ear to clean the wax out.Two blocks east, Linda could see five men standing on the corner, talking, laughing, and passing around a couple joints.Pimps, whispered Ms. Mouse.One of the men was dressed all in pink. Linda raised an eyebrow at Ms. Mouse.Ms. Mouse nodded. It was Pinky all right.Linda continued walking closer. She was on the opposite side of.