Of all my nieces, she's the one I've always been closest to over the years, despite the fact that she lives 1500 miles away. This common interest in p...otography has served to keep us talking at a point in her life when the old folks aren't usually interesting. Now that she's in college, she often calls with news of her life and she shares a lot of pictures via email, as well.In the summer before her junior year of high school I began to see an interesting change in her photography; a quantum. She spread her legs and I bit her thigh flesh. I teased her cunt outer with my tip and she started to make husky sounds. Huh Ahh ..eyy she said as she pressed my head on her puss. I slowly painted her cunt from top to bottom and vice versa as she rhythmically moved up and down. Ummm ahhh she was making noises and I slid my sharp tongue tip inside. I increased the speed of my tongue and my tongue tip flickered over her vaginal flesh and into it. Ah Huh Ah Huh..she moaned as I slowly held her. “Oh, Miss Janine! This is so embarrassing!” The sweet boy’s eyes glimmered with tears which he reflexively blinked back. “Yes, it is,” I acknowledged, patting my legs invitingly. “Come back over my lap, Bobby. This is when you’ll learn to do your work on time. You’re almost ready to cry. I’ll go on a bit after you do, just to make sure you aren’t forcing or faking it.” His reddened cheeks were warm to my touch already, and I really lit into him. I knew the brief respite would only make the. “Where are you?”, I nervously said. “I’ll be down soon”, he responded. “Don’t keep me waiting”, I said; my heart beating rapidly with anticipation. As I arrived on the stage, I said “Would you like me to perform for you?” “Oh, yes”, he immediately responded, his deep voice nearly panting. Then, as if on cue, another man arrived on stage with me. “Say hello”, said the disembodied voice of the director. I timidly did. The man on stage was attractive and older by at least 10 years; “I.