He began to fuck me harder and my ass was bouncing up and down with the force of his strokes I was urging him on with her voice telling him I loved it...and to fuck me harder he responded and began to really give it to me I saw why she cried out those times that cock was amazing he got even harder and harder his cock took on a life of its own and I was begging for his cum and he gave it to me moaning and groaning he filled my well fucked ass with cum then he pulled out and shot loads onto my ass. Finally I allowed my finger to brush over the nub of her swollen clit, she jerked, had to cover it with a loud cough. Then, moving my finger in slow circles I stroked from her clit along the sensitive skin to the very top of her cleft and back, round and round increasing and decreasing the pressure and speed. I could feel her tremble as her thighs opened wider, wetness flooding my fingers. Glancing over I saw her raise a finger to her lips and bite down on the knuckle. I could feel the tension. Dennison bent down to pick up some books, her T-shirt sagged away from her chest and Bobby got an eyeful. He learned that her breasts, although small, were really nice! Then, it happened again. He began timing his bending and stacking so he was in position to look down Mrs. Dennison’s shirt whenever she bent over. It wasn’t long before Bobby’s T-shirt was soaked with sweat. He kept shifting position. His jeans were getting tight. Eventually, Paulette noticed that the young man seemed to be. Even Dawn’s hair had changed, but not as much as he noticed on the others. It had been longer back then, perhaps by 4 to 6 inches, and it appeared she had favoured blonde streaks. Matti looked carefully at the other people in the photos, both men and women, but he didn’t recognize anyone else. As it was, he had recognized one person too many.As he got up from the chair Matti wondered if he should take the booklet out and get copies made of the photos, but he quickly decided against it. He knew.