It showed a pictureof me in the pressroom. I couldn't believe my eyes. I looked like a girl.I even stood like a girl. The newspapers wrote that my hea...t went out tochildren that were sick or dying. The media said they thought I was wisefor my age and that the media should concentrate more on the people thatwere forgotten in the picture. In some newspapers there was a picture ofthe King and me hugging. We really looked like father and daughter.I was so happy once again. I felt like I did. John was really disappointed because we had the whole beach to ourselves being a Monday but I sort of felt relieved. We had a spot under a small tree with some bushes so we could see the whole beach back to the walkways but the beach to the other end was hidden from view. We had our lunch and a swim then spent the afternoon sunbaking and teasing each other, sometimes I would get John hard and sit on his dick without moving and sometimes he would be rubbing some lotion on my back and slide his. ‘Oh, I didn’t mean that. No, just try it at home, when you’re alone. Most people get dressed even when they don’t need to, like when we’re all by ourselves.’ ‘You don’t mind if I see you this way?’ ‘I really kinda like guys seeing me like this, Ryan. It’s kind of a turn-on, you know?’ I was sitting on the sofa as she sat across on the floor, her back against an arm chair while we talked. She seemed pretty nonchalant about it but, of course, I was devouring every square inch of her skin I could. All of the aforementioned, but with the addition of her virgin asshole thrown into the mix for good measure. We’ve never really discussed me penetrating her ass, although my butt was very familiar with her fingers at this point in our relationship. It never failed to excite me when I felt her slick middle finger sliding into my tight hole and, lately, she was able to put in two fingers and open me up a little farther. Commenting on it, I told her, ‘Who knows more about finger fucking than a.