Would you allow me that honor?" I pleaded."Wow, you must be my best fan!" laughed the woman of my dreams. "I'd be delighted to accommodate you, Mike."... stepped close to her and held the camera at arm's length. She was only a couple inches shorter than my five foot eleven and as I leaned toward her I slid my other arm around her shoulder."I'm going to press the button, so smile!" I managed though my shit-eating grin.As I pressed the shutter, she mover her cheek in against mine and smiled! I. I think I dozed off for a few minutes. What did you say?”Adam stared at her and noticed that the jet-black mass of curly tresses that framed her oval-shaped face and cascaded over her shoulders had become a bit messier than usual. Some of it in front partially covered her light brown eyes like it often did. She was fresh-faced sans makeup but he never minded when she did wear it because the little she wore only served to enhance her features. Victoria wasn’t model beautiful but she had a sweet. She had been so sure that he would be candy in her hands when the idea of sucking his finger crossed her mind. True, Amy was only eighteen, now and a young eighteen at that, but still, she had always been able to control her men . . . until John. Amy squirmed slightly and moaned, ‘No, John!’ she hissed with an urgency that surprised him. ‘It’s not my TURN AGAIN!’ He reached out and took her left nipple between his thumb and forefinger and squeezed. Amy writhed with the pleasure that soared. And she is still showing you exactly how much woman you are. Maybe moreso showing you how to be used as a woman. You both go out and she lays out your new sleeping outfit from the bag. It's a black thong with matching black lacey underwire bra. The bra pushes your tits up nice and high and shows off your cleavage. The string of the thong settles right across your butt hole and leaves you with a sexy feeling.Her outfit is almost the same except in red. With both of you dressed together you.