'Okay,' you say. I love that smile. I turn the camera on, checking the exposure. You stand up and I start snapping as you twist and dance in the sunli...ht. I follow you. It's not like the old days when you have to change the film every 36 shots - you can just snap away until your battery dies. And I brought a backup. I switch to black and white, then to sepia, changing the program to get different effects. You dance closer to me, and start to unbutton your dress. I feel a heat not directly. Terry gritted his teeth and seethed with envy. He wanted to be playing with their mom's pussy, getting her excited out of her mind.Terry had played with quite a few young teenage pussies in his time, and he'd "gone all the way" with several of the "easier" girls at school many times. He enjoyed hell out of it and intended to go on making out till he was ninety or so. Yet no girl his age, no matter how pretty or sexy, could turn him on in the special way his mother did. He wouldn't rest till. "Sit down here honey. Dan! Quit looking so mean!" Irene said as she pulled the trembling girl onto the big double bed."I should take a strap to her… and to you!" A scowling Dan said as he sat next to them. Looking at Irene, his look turned to a smile.Irene returned it and standing up she got between Dan's legs and pressed against him. Bending down, she kissed him fully on the mouth."Yes, Mr. Dan, you should .If I was you, you should take me to the barn, strip me naked, bend me over and whip my. The third girl had put a condom on him, as mother did not believe in the pill, well they were all practicing Catholics, and he tore it off and forced his way straight into her dry vagina, immediately coming inside her then he too fell asleep.Luckily for her, she didn't give a flying fuck about her mother's religious convictions and the first thing she did on turning eighteen, was to go on the pill. The condom was because dipstick boyfriend was always bragging of how many girls he'd been with.