“Yeah, sure” she said and sat up. “Here, sit between my legs and I’ll do yours.” As I slid between her legs, her skirt rode all the way up h...r thighs. “I’m sorry” I said and reached to pull her skirt back. “Leave it; I feel sexy this way.” I leaned back and Lisa began smoothing my hair so she could begin to braid it “One or two pigtails?” she whispered into my ear. Her warm breath sent shivers through me, and a new tingling feeling swept through me.As Lisa worked with my hair, her hands gently. I laid there staring at her cute little bottom which was easy to do since her wet panties were nearly totally transparent and the material had ridden into her twat revealing a perfect camel toe.She then stood up, grabbed the plastic pail, filled it with water from the tub, and poured it across me. My fucking god, it was so hot. In my entire life I have never, ever intentionally put water that hot on me. I quickly sat up, making a small scream together with some words that I am sure they didn’t. Like it... uh."Placing her feet on my shoulders, she holds me around the head as I push my tongue through her brown-fluffy folds.That evening a boy comes to the door with a Telegraph message.'Hauptmann, Detachment 'R'.''A loss for the British, one Short type 827 seaplane.''You may expect no more reconnaissance of your positions.''LV'.It was some time later before the full facts come out. Apparently the Britisher alighted near river steamer No.7, having mistaken the Rukwasee for Lake Nyasa. It. "Peter, why don't you scoot away from Meagan by about ten feet." Ten feet Mother? He won't even be on the same piece of canvas!" You where posing on the opposite side of the room the first time I got you to do this!" Debbie protested."But I'm not shy like that any more!" Fine!" Debbie relented. "Five feet."That compromise seemed agreeable to everyone, so Debbie was able to start sketching. However, after a grand total of about ten minutes posing and half an hour of breaks, Debbie announced. "We.