Every crossing and uncrossing of legs, every flash of panties seemed to attract my eyes like magnets. And then there were the girl's breasts, and beca...se some of the girls wore bras and some didn't, a guy like me had to know exactly where to look, and it had gotten so that I was quite the expert with the see all at a glance look.I particularly enjoyed looking at Julie Morris despite, or maybe because of, the way she treated me. Her short skirts were always that little bit shorter than the rest,. ” I closed my eyes and imagined your mouth on me. On my nipples. First one, and then the other. Licking me, sucking me, nibbling gently and then harder. I arched my back and groaned. I wanted to feel your hands on my body. I felt myself begin to get hot. Is this how all the other women feel when you take their picture? Like they are sharing their secrets with you? You moved closer to me so the camera was pointed between my legs. I opened them for you, and touched myself there. “God, yes,” was. Hell, I didn't _want_ to know what wasgone. I had a pretty good idea, though, but I hoped I was wrong.I don't think I was, because now his arms were more supple. His fingerslooked longer, thinner. I could see pushing out front of the ruinedscraps of his sweatshirt. Tits; they couldn't be anything else. Hisnipples got bigger; they poked out, too, and I could see the moundsgrowing on his chest.He must've felt them. He stared down at them. His hands shot to wherethey were. It seemed like. Please Master!?"He drove his fingers harder and faster, "yes you may cum for your Master. It pleases me."Within seconds she was bearing down on his, the tight walls of her pussy squeezing the four fingers inside her, as his thumb rotated hotly against her tight smooth walls of her ass. She whimpered and groaned long and loud. Her fluids burst from her and coated his hand.Slowly he pulled back his hand, enjoying the sight of her pussy, wet, oozing and open. He called her over to him, pulling her.