He and Francesca hardly knew each other. She was a mother of a young child, and had to make do with a part-time job, and what little help she got from...a ne'er-do-well abusive husband. He had been in and out of the state for years, and hadn't made much contact with her. But then, after going through his collection of photos, he found himself becoming aroused by her photo.He found other pictures of her, and became obsessed with her beauty, innocence, and vulnerability. He manipulated any photos. “Amy” I hear you say. “Amy, come on” as you grab my hand and pull me along. I feel my heel catch on the carpet as I try to keep up with your long strides. I sneak a peek at your crotch and I see your pants are bulging out. My mind races and my forehead begins to sweat as I try to hurry. My eyes move over your chest, to your face and you are looking down at me intensely. I am unable to read your expression as you turn and enter the bedroom, pulling me in behind you. I see you shut the door and. "No suck welts!" Don shouted, laughing. "We have to have her in tip-top condition for her photo session!"Louise was cool. She got up, walked around the back of my chair, knelt again and gave equal time to a loving suck on my left breast. "Look at that!" she said. "Her puffies have disappeared and now her nipples are sticking out like gangbusters!"It was true. The gentle sucking had turned my nipples into hardened little nubs, both pointing forward, stiff and prominent."Jesus!" Tad said. It was. "So what brought that on," she sighed."It was you," I said truthfully, "I've never seen you look so sexy." You sure it wasn't those young girlies in their little bikinis," she giggled.I turned and sat up on one elbow to look down on her naked body."You look more beautiful now than the day I married you," I said truthfully."Come on now, that was seven years ago," she giggled.Despite her words I could tell she liked what I had said."I had put on a little weight," she said, "and it definitely.