I left her legs hanging free. For now. I walked around behind her and admired her heart shaped ass. I began to undress right down to my boxers. My dic... was already hard and ready to go. I stood back for a minute more before I slowly crawled onto the bed. I was kneeling behind her, her pussy right in front of my hard cock. I pulled it out and began teasing her pussy lips with it. I rubbed it up and down her slit, going slowly along her clit and making her shiver with anticipation.I noticed her. He held himself back from her purposefully, determine that she remain unaware of his current physical…discomfort. He allowed himself to stare down into her eyes for a moment, but had to drag his gaze away when the invitation there became too strong to resist. His eyes dropped unbidden to her lips, but that was even worse, and he forced himself to stare at the wall and take deep breaths. So why the hell hadn’t he asked for more photos? He thought back to his state of mind the previous night. It. Bobby Branch had never learned the softer emotions of loving or caring for another person. Those emotions were so foreign to him that he didn't even grasp the concept that they could exist.Bobby Branch had grown up in a home dominated by a mean, drunk father and a weak mother who allowed his father to do whatever he wanted, whenever he wanted. Little Bobby Branch, his older sister by one year and younger sister by one year had been beaten whenever his father needed someone to hit and they. It went down to about four inches above my knees."A little nervous." Ms. Betty asked."You can tell?" Yes. I got something to help your dress a little." You don't like it." I was a little offended."No, I love the dress."She then unbuttoned my dress and exposed my chest. She then put a white substance on my chest, which made my breasts pop out a little. She then attached two size A breasts forms to it. They even moved when I moved."I just love them." I then buttoned my dress back up and there.