I’ll talk to Ms. Connor.”I could only imagine what the clothes would be like. I couldn’t imagine that she’d be making me clothes that were mor... revealing than what I tried on at the children’s store earlier. I dared not think about what she meant by ‘the rest’ of what she had to make special.“I need to see her squirt – a really good one. What makes you cum hardest, sweetie?” She asked matter-of-factly.“I ... I ... I don’t know. I had my first orgasm last night,” I replied. “But ... But Ms.. Perhaps it was a game they played, the more he urged her to hurry the slower she would go. She gave him a coquettish smile upon reaching his small nipples, giving each a quick bite - I don’t think very hard. She reared back sitting on Neil’s upper thighs before her thighs surrounded his hips, letting us see that he was fully erect again. She took a few minutes playing hands across her own body, rubbing her stomach, squeezing her breasts, pinching her nipples, one hand dipped between her legs,. Betty looked at the cabin in all it’s glory as the sun washed the front in a yellow light. Then she noticed on the left side of the deck there was a covered area with something on it she didn’t see before. “What is that on the left side of the deck?” she asked.“That is my summer bedroom. I have always liked to sleep outside when I can so I made sure that I had something that could accommodate me when I had the cabin built.” I explained. Her smile beamed at me and she ran from my arms to the. I undid my belt, undid the button at the waist, ahd pulled my jeans and underwear down freeing myself. If the light were strong enough, I knew she’d see my cock. But I did not want to move away.She reached up behind her and unsnapped her bra and pulled it from her breasts.They did not appear top droop a bit. She put her hands back on them and caressed them tugging on her nipples. The light was too dim to see any details but my imagination saw it all. My right hand went to my cock and stroked.