Click. Click. I can see the effects my commands are having on you are as you use your hands to part your arse cheeks as I take shots of your pussy and...the juices that are now running down your inner thigh. I can almost taste your sweetness. I ask you to get up on your knees and take off your corset. Slowly your back is reviled to me as you undo the poppers from the front. Now you’re there. Kneeling on the bed, in just stockings.I tell you to lie on the bed, face up as I want some intimate shots. Like a viking, you brave the cold. You gather some clothes, and head off to the shower.20 minutes later, you're clean, dry, groomed and ready to face another day of 12th grade. You're not sure why people hate school so much. You're surrounded by 18 year old girls all day. Half the work is done for you! You gear up, and exit your home...and are promptly welcomed by snow. The walk to school takes a bit longer, but it is well worth it when you make it to your locker. The first person you see, and. We came back to our apartment. Rhea said, “You won me, boy, just say what you want me to do for you now.” I said, “I want to do the last thing for you.” She looked stunning in her black Zara dress and the green hair flicks.With her well-maintained body and no hint of hairs on her body. She wore the same bra and thong which we bought. I turned the romantic lighting. I had a small studio kind of apartment and did the lighting on my own with different subtle colors. There were yellow rice lights. He didn't look like the sort of person my Mom would be friends with though, and then I decided I was being a snob."I guess that would be OK" Great, pick out a movie for us all to watch." I sorted through our porno movies; we were getting quite a collection now. Eventually I settled on one and found Mom sitting on one side of the couch and Steve sitting on the other. So sitting my usual position meant putting my legs Steve's lap. When I sat down I lifted my legs up on the couch. Tucking my legs.