The seething arousal and satisfaction that was painted on her features transformed into a sly, wanton smirk as she saw what a mess she had made of him... She flipped him over onto his back, perching above him and pinning his arms against the sleeping bag, bringing down her massive head to his neck as her weighty breasts rested on his chest.She bit him, a little harder than she had previously, his spine arching as her sharp teeth pressed into his neck to leave red marks. She pushed her feline nose. Marjorie went over to the Carousel to make some arrangements for us. She won’t be back for an hour or so and I was thinking we could…’ ‘I better not, I need to…’ ‘Suit yourself, I’ve made breakfast for you,’ she replied, nodding over to the table. ‘Well, I’m in kind of a hurry.’ ‘You’ll hurt my feelings if you don’t at least eat something.’ Glancing at the table I noticed some bacon, eggs, juice and coffee all nicely prepared. ‘Well maybe a bit of coffee,’ I said, moving to the table. ‘Okay,. You encouraged me to go off exploring by myself and made me independent. And you’ve shown me love. You ... We might not be ready to have intercourse, but we have a sexual relationship that you’ve allowed me to grow into rather than force upon me. I don’t want us to have to masturbate alone in the dark any longer.”Is it still called masturbation when it’s someone else’s hand? Or butt. Or mouth? We didn’t get quite that far that night, but my fingers seemed to stay wet in Angie’s juices as we. This time, along with the smell of her sweat and talc powder I could feel her hot breathing on my hands.I was loosing my self control but years of being a sweet talker came to my rescue, suppressing my urge to just grab her and take her right there and then, I controlled myself and I asked her if she likes being photographed? She gave me an awe look and said the last time she had her photo taken was with her husband on their wedding day. I said, well what are we waiting for, let me take some.