"I know." she put her hands to her cheeks. "I've never really gotten the hang of digital photography. Obviously, the principles are the same, but..." ...he trailed off. "I'm an analogue girl. I still love film."All I could do was nod, I didn't know what to say. "So why change now?"Kayly smiled and gestured to the coffee table in the centre of her living room. "If my SLR hadn't died on me I wouldn't have." There was a camera on the table, in several pieces, a few tiny screwdrivers and screws here. “I think the city line runs through their backyard. The town of Gibson is in their backyard on the other side of those trees,” Bob pointed out.Bob had been coached to wear shorts and a golf shift, plus loafers. Clothes easily shed. Tracy had been told to dress sexy, so she wore a genie outfit with puffy balloon pants that were transparent enough to show her bare pussy, and a gossamer brassiere that revealed more about her breasts and nipples than any normal bra would. She also had on jeweled. I cut it into one meter long, twenty centimeter thick pieces. Once I was done with both sides I gestured, "see the belly?"The professor nodded and I began cutting it out, "this is what we make croc bacon from."He grinned, "I like that."I cut it into large slabs before putting it in containers, "we put these aside to cure."I moved containers again and returned to the table, "next is the ribs. They used to cook the bone and meat together but the croc bone is to dense."I sliced down each rib and. His hand encircles it and massages it as I feel his hot kisses move down my neck. Slowly I caress his ear with my tongue and I can feel his engorged manhood pressing into my belly. Our bodies begin to move in a rhythm alike to the most gentle but exotic of dances as I grasp it in my wet hands. A soft moan of pleasure escapes my lips and I know it will not be long as his fingers slowly part my legs to reveal my most intimate places. I can feel his body tighten as he slowly slips it in. my body.