I thought since you were here with Britt, there's, like, no WAY!" I wiggled a little, hoping he'd think I was being provocative."Britt ain't shit to m..., Jess. You know how I am." Yeah," I feigned a purr. "I remember how YOU are." I pressed my hips forward. Yep. One thing about it. Dude's hard. "Right here? Or in bed? An' you get better'n Brit's blowjob..."He smiled. "That's more like it. Bed, baby. I'm wantin' to pound that ass..." Oh, yeahhhh," I said. "Let's go..."I'd done EXACTLY this too. Now she had turned into a beautifully proportioned woman with more generously rounded hips and bottom and fuller breasts.I followed her into the kitchen. She busied herself with the coffee-making and pretended not to notice that I stepped behind her. As I embraced her and our bodies pressed together, there was neither surprise nor hesitancy in hers. I kissed her on the neck, and my hands moved up from her midriff to cup her breasts. They discovered, under the softness of the cloth, no bra as. All right, so we need one more photo.”“Aye ... But another time,” she said, yawning. “It is getting wile late.”I nodded. “This was fun, Muireann. Thanks for agreeing to do it. I learned a lot, anyway.”“Me too,” she said, giving me a warm smile. “I was petrified that first day, when I signed up for the class. Partly because of leaving Tommy alone in Latin, but also because I’d never tried taking real pictures.”“Glad you decided to do it?”“So very glad!”Me too, Muireann, me too... “Plenty of. “Mister…oh god, Mister,” she moaned breathlessly. Then he was kissing all over her neck and throat, planting his hungry kisses lower and lower until he was kissing her unruly breasts, his lips gradually closing in on the thick puff of one nipple. He trapped the nub in his mouth and sucked, swirling his tongue around it while his hand moved down over her hip and between her legs. He massaged the insides of her smooth thighs, making her whimper and rock her hips as she wished he would put her.