In the few months I had been there, I had blossomed as my body developed, my breasts, though small, were of sufficient shape and desirably, twin peaks...adorned with cup-caked areola, typical for girls my age, hence my reluctance to wear a brassiere, especially in the house, I let them sway in a fluid motion, enticing men to reach for them and tease the nipples to harden, daddy had noted this and remarked as to their teasing, I responded brazenly one morning by removing my shirt, I breakfasted. It wasn't long before we were both moaning and shaking. All too soon, my nuts pulled tight and I began unloading in Lisa's mouth. That seemed to put her over the edge and she seized up and just vibrated as her orgasm overtook her. Fortunately, she pulled off my dick to swallow or she might have bitten it off. She just collapsed on me and we lay there for several minutes trying to catch our breath while basking in the glow.When Lisa regained her strength, she got up and turned around so that we. "Yes?" Well, shouldn't we have some pictures of my outfit? I picked itspecially!"You bet! "That would be a good idea, it looks great."I stood (although it was nice to sit beside her) and started taking morephotos. She crossed and uncrossed her legs in a way that let me know shewas wearing stockings. Suddenly she stood, and I started walking aroundher, taking pictures from the side, back and front as she canted herhips, stuck out her chest, looked sulkily over her shoulder - she seemedto have an. She slipped off her high-heels and then her jean shorts. My teacher stood before me, with only a bra and panties on. She put her arms out. "You may explore me if you want!" I reached out and felt her belly. The folds above her hips and then her ass. I unhooked her bra, revealing her gigantic tits. Her bra read 44dd. I tossed it aside and started sucking one of them. She moaned as I caressed the other and flicked them with my tongue. She had bright red, oval-shaped areolas. I sat her up onto one.