" Came Allie pleading voice. But Deborah told her to lie back so she could continue to take pictures. Allie felt awful but obeyed.She spread her legs ...ide showing her pussy that now was soaked and open. Her little clit was poking out in excitement. Deborah shot a few pictures but couldn't stop looking at her daughter's obvious excitement. God how could she do this? Her body was again betraying her as it had done so many times in the past. But this was her own daughter. Sweet Allie.But sweet. " and the two girls replied "Yeah, yeah, we know. But cheer's top priority for us so we'll find some other time." and Kristen responded with a sort of resentment "Fine." Then Kristen walked away as the bell for her next class rang. Kristen went to her last few classes of the day and walked home right after school.During her walk, Kristen wondered if her mom's friend would be over at the house when she arrived or if her mom would be gone, she didn't know but it was going to be a surprise that. I wasnt prepared for how charming and handsome he was. We talked, and I explained how it would be for a birthday present for my husband. Ah, he smiled, some birthday suits for the birthday boy. Nice. Want some wine? I said yes, and we drank a glass while discussing the photo styles. Then we drank some more while he showed me some of his work. His commercial work was fabulous, and then he showed me some personal model shots and portfolio prints. They were stunning works in craftmanship, and. As I became a little older, these sessions were reduced, whichdisappointed me, however I later discovered it was my mum who had steppedin to stop my aunt having her own sister in law having too much fun.In the meantime, the normal boy stuff was being enjoyed at a typicalBritish school. British Bulldog in the playground, football, theoccasional fight. Normal stuff for any lad and in the 60s this includedexternal activities, for me it was piano lessons and Boys Brigade (akaBB).For those that.