Then I would go down the other side and back up again. My fingers worked in and out of her pussy and every once in a while I'd tease her asshole with ...y finger. Carrie was pretty quiet but was breathing rather heavily. I finally focused my attention directly on her pussy. I moved my tongue in and out of her pussy like a piston.She bucked and growled and whispered, "Steve, that's the best I've ever had! Make me cum, please!"I was going to make her cum but not quite yet. I teased her asshole with. "When were these, ah, pictures taken?"The young lady started shaking, tears ran down her face. She clutched the valise even tighter, crumpling it and its contents. What came out of her was barely intelligible behind the sobbing. "I don't know! I don't know! The last time I was photoed nude was a bear rug picture when I was one. I'm a good Christian girl. I would never let me anyone take pictures of me like that."She started shaking and sobbing. Father Andrew stood up and put an arm around her. She smiled at Johnny, patted his solid bare belly, and left his room.Jen went straight to her bedroom and got in bed. With her mind quieted, she savored the taste of her brother's cum lingering in her mouth. She quickly fell asleep and slept soundly through the night.It was nearly two weeks before the wild thoughts returned to Jen's mind. This time, knowing it was no use struggling against them, she didn't fight the thoughts. She went up to her brother's room, pushed his door open, and stepped. Turns out I have a bad habit of never telling hot guys I happen across for their names nor ever telling them mine. Well, this was about to change. ‘It’s Cameron,’ I told him. He gave me a blank look that said he wasn’t exactly picking up what I was putting down. ‘My name. It’s Cameron. Care to tell me yours?’ ‘Well Cameron, I’m Alec.’ I’m pretty sure my heart stopped when he said my name. I wasn’t exactly the biggest fan of my name, but damn. I think hearing him say my name just that one time.