He wrapped his arm around her, pulling her close to him. She nestled into his arms, her head laying on his shoulder as he gently rocked the swing back...and forth, its chains making a soft creaking noise with each rhythmic sway. They sat that way as the chirp of the crickets and soft chirp of the birds slowly gave way to the louder locomotive sounds of the approaching storm, its brilliant streaks of lightning now carving wide spider crack designs against the dark sky. They began to kiss. "I guided her around a ninety degree turn to sit on the edge of the bed. Squatting before her, I lifted and spread her legs as she sank back onto the mattress like a ship sinking in a storm. I started licking her thighs from her knees and worked my way up to where they joined, where steam was already emanating from her core. I spread her outer lips and sank my tongue into her, laving the length of her bright red flesh, finding her opening and filling it with as much tongue as I could and. "Lead the way," he said,taking Karen's hand and following their guide. Karen's voice sounded strange to herself as she asked, "Does your wife take pictures like ours?" "Not anymore. She's gained some weight and does feel pretty anymore. But she still is beautiful to me. By the way, I'm Don.", extending his hand to Karen. It felt strange to Karen just meeting a man who had already viewed her ass.The photo shoot began following others they had done with Pete urging more baring of Karen's body and. “Right now you have enough baby oil on your bottom that if you tried to sit down, you would probably slide all the way outside and down the driveway.”She didn’t say anything but laughed, then started looking back at me in a way I found difficult to explain.It was a look of exhaustion, total contentment, relaxation, joy and ... lust?“I trust you COMPLETELY, John,” she said. This was the first time she had ever used my given name. Usually it was Mr. C, or sometimes Mr. Carpenter.Then Kim gave me.