Dean heard the floor board creak, and opened one eye to see Evie in the moonlight, wearing nothing but one of his ratty, old volunteer fire shirts, an... her boyshorts, covered by the tee. Her lean legs went on for miles. He tried as hard as he could not to get aroused. She was probably scared. It would be just another night where she lay in his bed asleep while he played protector, fully awake, dying to touch her. He didn’t dare. ‘Dino.’ She whispered. ‘Hmm?’ ‘Can I come in?’ He moved over to. Ufff heeehaaaahhaa…Ueee ufeee…Baby sck me thats your I said sonal ye mango aaj se mere hi hai sonal boli ha lelo baby…..Chus unko ek hath uske jeans mein dala uski panty par she is wet …Maine uski jeans remove ki usne black colour ki sexy panty pehni thi black clr ki panty pe flowers ki printing wow…What a feeling I remove her panty and turn her I out my two finger in her pussy and bite and slap her on face bahut slap ki uski ass par she has very big ass jaise hi maine uski gand par mara woh. That is a beautiful name. My mother shares it." She giggles, and it sounds like a flute to my ears. "So I remind you of your mother?" she asked, still giggling. I laughed. "No, Seniora. Your name does, but my mother was, and still is, a hard-faced woman." Sophia smiles again, and starts playing with a rock, bouncing it on her palm. "Was that Italian I heard you reading when we came here?" I ask. Finally, an intelligent question! The pebble bounces away and she blushes. "Oh, so you heard me.. ?''Josie, ' I replied softly drawing a deep breath.' ... my dear, Josie. You might say I am a collector. The pictures would be as tasteful as we both agree for them to be, but please understand I will want you to be naked and to pose in an extremely provocative way for me.''But you're a woman, ' I blurted, and then bit my lip before I said anything else stupid.'Yes, dear, but I like girls. Pretty girls like you. Now park your car over there and come into the house.' She reversed the Mercedes.