From five feet away, she launched herself at me. I caught her and spun around and around with her in my arms. When I put her feet back on the floor, I...looked into a tall mirror to see our reflections.“Smile at the camera, Elizabeth.”She hooked her arm through my elbow and pulled herself against me, smiling at the mirror. “I wish I had a photo of us just like this.”“Do you have a camera?”“I have a Polaroid at home, why?”“I want a copy of that photo myself. You look absolutely beautiful in that. "I'm sorry that I disturbed you, I should be getting back."I turned to leave."Would you like to touch my feet, Ella?" she said suddenly. I stopped in my tracks, fingers frozen on the handle of the door."Wh-what did you say?" I said, turning."I said, would you like to touch my feet? I saw you looking at them earlier. I saw you watching me as I dangled my shoe from my toes."She'd seen that? I felt a sinking feeling in my stomach. I thought I'd been discrete, thought I'd indulged this curious. ..I couldn’t let this happen, his fingers were releasing my bra I was so glad it was one of my nicer ones.Why do people have funny thoughts at times like this, I was glad about my body, my breast were big and firm and my hips full and rounded I always had kept fit, and I’d trimmed just the other day.He’d moved from my lips down my neck, my hands were in his close cropped hair, he took my breasts one nipple at a time sucking making them grow he bit each one in turn, I loved the pain as he bit. ." He growled. At the same time, we both orgasmed. I could feel my pussy juices trickle down my legs, and Mr. Patterson's spunk fill my little asshole. For a couple of minutes we just stood there, bent over with Mr. Patterson still inside me. He kissed the back of my neck and played with my wet hair. Slowly I felt his cock exit my asshole, causing his cum to drip down the back of my thigh. We both stood up and embraced each other. "You are quite something, Jenna." he smiled. "So are you, Mr..