Without turning around, or stopping, she grabbed her dress at the thigh, and lifted it up slowly. The fabric pulled up, and held against the small of ...er back. Her pert buttocks were completely exposed to me, and it seemed her pace had also slowed down. She didn’t say anything, or look towards me, or make any sort of sign, but I think she wanted me to take another picture.I hesitated only for a moment, then raised my camera back up, standing still as I focused the shot, and snapped a perfect. Eventually, she began chewing again, swallowed, then took a sip of her watered beer."You are a horribly mean bastard, Jake," she said."Whaaaat?" I mock-protested."Gary told you all about our dinner in Hawaii, didn't he? He told you about my reaction to eel, right?I thought about denying it, but I could tell she wasn't really truly mad at me, so I kind of shrugged an admission."Men!" she hissed, but then she smiled and took the other half of the eel piece on her fork, dipped it in the teriyaki. But push he did and she cried out, not loud, but enough so that he went continued with even more care so as to not cause too much pain. It couldn't be helped, however, and he finally tired of being a gentleman. With a more aggressive push, he was in and her cherry was broken. His momentum carried him further into the unopened walls of her cunt, and yet slippery as they were, he still felt resistance as he continued to enter her. His cock bottomed out before he was fully into her, but he didn't. With Christine, that is a recipe for frustration. I mimed a keyboard, to which Christine smiled and nodded. I bumped two fists together and nodded to Francine. Same song, second verse. As they left, I heard Francine say something about teaching body language.Elspeth was worried. I explained that I had arranged a meeting for her, with Deirdre Walters, which caused excitement. As I explained the whens and wheres, she became steadily more excited. When I was finished, Elspeth threw her arms around.