Trenton bellowed out softly as I rubbed his cock with my hand. I could see his heart dance in his chest and the sweat pour from his face. I stroked hi... dick for several seconds as I watched his hands violently grip the armrests. He was ecstatic; the stimulation he was receiving was immense. As I jerked my hand up and down his cock, I could feel the blood pulsate through his veins, which caused his dick to grow more and more. I stared into his eyes as they almost rolled completely back in. Somebody was always peeking through it.We would get up against that wall so nobody could see. Finally, an older man stuck his penis through the hole. It was huge. We were both very uncomfortable with it. He pulled out. I told her to play with him. She was very unsettled, as she looked up at me, not sure of herself.Gradually, she worked up the nerve to stick her hand back through the hole. Nothing happened. This must have helped her confidence. She said next time she might do it once she had. I had never seen this photo album before. It was pink, for one thing.Most of the other albums were a dark burgundy color. Flipping the albumover so that I could see the front, I gasped!I was scared to open the album when I saw the words stitched onto thefront panel, which was made of some type of cloth or soft blanket. Infact, it looked a lot like the old baby blanket I had seen in many ofthe pictures that I had just looked at. Running my fingers over thestitching, I couldn't help but wonder. She is a tall brunette with a half decent tanned body that she doesn't worry too much about showing off, so I suppose I should have known something would happen one day. She has a habit of getting up late and then wandering around in what she slept in until she has a shower, which can be late afternoon and when it's hot weather she will go outside dressed like this as well. Well, the day after I dropped her off she tells me it was a scorcher and when she got up she opened the door and sat on.