My body wiggled with nervous excitement.He smiled, licked his lips and looked back down at my breasts. His face had its own kind of slightly-childish,...naughty delight as his hand reached in to caress the curves and valley of my breasts - sending ripples of mini-orgasm through them and down to my soaking pussy.I thrust my hips and spread my legs, remembering the instincts I had even as a girl.John saw it. His hand slid down toward my waist, then past it and onto my cotton-covered thigh,. Johann stood still while she removed the rest of his clothes. Rapunzel gathered up her plaited hair into a large bundle and thrust it at him."Carry this and follow me," she ordered.Johann could barely restrain his erection as the masses of hair stroked his naked body. He followed Rapunzel through an archway to her bedchamber. She climbed onto the massive four poster bed. He joined her. She pulled on a cord at the head of the bed. The curtains shut them in together. Her hands reached for his. Fuck! I thought I had plenty of time to smile, but I was dead wrong. I give it another try, repeating all the steps once again. This time I get it right. The shot looks good, fits the commission alright yet, far from feeling content, the result piques my curiosity. So the experimentation begins: I try facing the camera, facing to either side, legs open, legs closed, leaning forward with my breasts dangling, tongue on my upper lip, biting my lower lip, hair over my face and breasts, standing. As the contents of her mail revealed for five months now they had been flirting with each other without going this far, and without being way too serious. However credit goes to Saba who saw the Bitch in my innocent looking sister. Saba became more daring, rubbing higher and higher. Her fingers were now rubbing my sister’s inner thighs only inches from her hairy Phuddi. She looked at the treasure that presented itself to her and stopped for a while. Probably wanting my sister to demand for.