You growl your approval enthusiastically and I bend slowly over, arching my back and keeping my head high. My black hair tumbles down my naked back. ...I run my hands down from my tits to my waist, then round to my ass. My thong is barely more than a piece of black ribbon between my ass cheeks, and as I bend further over, I know my plump pussy lips are on display between my thighs. My hands slide over my butt and my fingertips find my wet slit, which I pull wide apart as I thrust my hips back. What was going on right now? Was she OK? It was strange worrying about her. She was indestructible.“I can imagine. What pervert has her hands all over her?” Marin giggled. She was happy to poke fun at me. I was her pervert. I blanched. She managed to look apologetic.“You know him, don’t you?” Pat frowned, “You look like someone killed your puppy.”“I--” looked right into Xiomara’s eyes. I smiled, frowned and lowered my forehead against hers. She locked her soft golden eyes on mine. She cocked. You're so beautiful, I Could do this with a instamatic and make people think it was a Renoir."You smile at him, relaxing a bit. You are enjoying the attention he is Giving you."A Renoir? No, I don't think so. Maybe I'd make a good Picasso?" You make a Funny face at him, sticking your tongue out.He laughs, and leans forward to give you a kiss. You stop him, reminding Him of the lipstick."Hey, wait!" he says. "That's perfect. Stay there." And he turns the camera Around, and starts taking pictures. .. ?" Sara said with curiosity."It gets that way sometimes... when I'm really... horny." Mark explained. He paused and let his hand fall away from his hard on for Sara to see. His penis looked almost red, engorged with the strength of his rapidly beating heart and was standing up as stiff and tall as could be."God!" Sara exclaimed with a deep, throaty breath. "It looks so hard, like it hurts." She was still staring intently at his cock, examining it with her eyes, and Mark's excitement.