I would go down to the path and take our camera. She would stay in the apartment and put on a show in the window while I took pictures. This got her w...t just thinking about it. Days passed before we decided to try it. We had a few drinks, well maybe more than a few and I went out into the night. I found the path easily enough and made my way over to the part in front of our window. The view was quite clear and at night it was pitch black so the window was lit up from the light from inside. I grab her by her hair, drug her to her bed, and threw her on her on top of her bed. I pounced on her and handcuffed her hands to the bed post. Our parents were out for a week, so this was a good time to practice being a lesbain. I started by sucking on her tits. We are both 18. She had 31C tits. I liked them so much I started to play with one of them. She is yelling "No." I decided to bite her left tit while playing with her right tit. She screamed. I moved down to. She was falling so madly in love with him, more so with each passing second and she could only hope and pray he felt the same.His voice came out soft, worn out and heady with satisfaction even though it had been her who had cum, “W-wow…”“That… That was amazing… Anthony…” she panted, hugging herself to him, possessively.“W-we… Didn’t go too far on the first date, did we?” he asked and she smiled, he, like her, was looking to their future together, already trying to safeguard it.“We went the. "Hurry up, Mamma," moaned the girl. "I ache to have him in me again."This time, when Pinocchio spurted, the wood nymph in Marna's belly grew to three times his original size, and suddenly, her belly protruded as if she were eight months along. Her hands had been resting on that belly, and she felt it swell as she had an orgasm.She was pushed off by her daughter, who climbed onto Pinocchio's naked shaft, and in a few minutes, her belly was competing with her mother's.Marna, by now, had turned a.