When I was sure she was completely out, I gently picked her up and carried her to my bed. She did not wake up at all. As she lay on her back, I call ...y friend who I had talked to earlier that day, and tell him that we are ready. He says he will be over in half an hour. As I waited, I set up the video camera and start taking some digital photos of Heather as I undress her, revealing her barely teen nubile body. I think to myself how fun it will be to post some nude photos of her on her. She was seeing men in a different light, testing her new body shape through exposing herself to their unsuspecting eyes, loose t-shirts to draw their eyes down its front as she obligingly bent in front of them, or sitting with her knees under her chin, proudly showing her mop of jet black Italian pubes, her cotton knickers now a thing to be discarded at an opportune moment, usually in the bus shelter first thing in the morning.I watched later in the afternoon, from a short distance away, as she. I took a trip to the library each week on the off chance that she might be there studying, but I didn't see her.It was August, only a few weeks before school started back up, and I was doing some much needed work in the garden. I saw her while she was still several hundred yards away, her shape and the way she walked already so familiar to me that I could pick her out from that far away. She spotted me in the garden and I could see her begin to hurry towards me, almost running.As she came. “Lick it, girl. You have been wanting to for a long time. Taste it.”Poor Michelle never knew what hit her. It was almost automatic that her tongue came out and began to lick at Ashleigh's pussy. Soon she was deeply into it and Ashleigh was beginning to moan.Jack said, “Get on the floor. You're Ashleigh's bitch, now. Put your tongue inside of her as deep as you can. Tongue fuck her. Play with yourself while you do it.”With that pronouncement, Jack brought his wide belt down across Michelle's.