As they grew, Sylvie fast became a beautiful young lady. She had strawberry blonde hair, green eyes and luscious pair of lips. By the time she turned ...ighteen, her body was nearly fully formed. Her bustline was about a 36c with a tiny waist and hips about 38. She was about 5'9" and she had long legs that looked so great when she was in either shorts or a bikini. Of course, Brad noticed the changes in her and started to have sexual feelings whenever he watched her, either walking around or. ’ To my surprise, she didn’t really do anything to cover herself though. Did she appreciate me looking at her that way? Did it make her feel as special as I hoped I could make her feel? Though I didn’t stare, trying not to be rude, I took every glancing moment I could spare that evening as I marveled at her feminine beauty. I also walked with her to the car every night from then on and we spent long moments just talking, many times getting into the more nitty-gritty of our own lives. She spoke. He approached her slowly, taking in the exquisite aroma, the silky smoothness of her slightly open and wet pussy lips. He felt the hand come down on the back of his head gently as Laura urged him towards her pussy. Tom kissed her pussy. Then her thigh, then her other thigh. Then he looked into her eyes. Laura watched him kiss her, ‘he’s teasing me,’ she thought. She smiled at him and watched as he extended his tongue to flick at her pussy and draw it across her folds in a loving and sensuous. In. he walked around her. “mmmm, 38, what is your meaning in life?” “fuck you!” she spat at him. John lowered her completely onto the cradle, watching the blood flow from her spreading pussy. “fucking, yes.” John beat her clamped nipples with the crop repeatedly. His cock twitched each time her scream pierced the room. “I’ll leave you hear to think on this, my dear. When I return, you’d best be ready to earn your keep. My patients is nie, slut. Either you make me money, or I’ll leave you here.