You seal your mouth over my clit and my legs start to shake. Your grip on my waist tightens to ensure I don’t fall over. You make me cum once, hard ...nd fast, my hips bucking against you fast but this only causes your tongue to flick over me more, repeating the cycle. As I catch my breath, you lower my leg and turn me to the wall. You place my right leg over your left shoulder and then my left leg over your right shoulder and as I brace my back against the wall, you lift me up and then again. I asked “Mind if I pull my feet up to get comfortable?” “I don’t mind a bit sweetheart.” He continued, with a grin “You could get naked for all I care, as long as you are comfortable.”I laughed and said “Well, that is a possibility; I tend to be a bit of an exhibitionist and nudist.”He smiled and glanced down at my foot as I pulled it up on the couch. I was holding my dress down as I shifted my legs around on the couch so I knew I didn’t show him anything I wasn’t ready to show. Just then, he. It was late and I was ready for bed as I heard the bath begin to drain.It was time for action, I slipped out of my underwear and grabbed the camera. I made sure the flash was on, and turned my bedroom light off only leaving my side light on, hoping for maximum effect. I spread my legs opened my labia so my wet used pussy was looking its best and held the polaroid in front and snapped. Pete was still in the bathroom but I was in no doubt he could have heard the snap and grind of the camera as it. But little Stephanie must mistake it for the bliss of a new found love because she doesn't even flinch. You slide your hands down her subtle form, she was right to be nervous, short, slim and pale, almost non one believed her when she frantically swore again and again that she was nineteen. It was a big departure from the statuesque or athletic women and girls you usually enjoyed, but since she has started working under you a month ago, you'd been obsessed with her.Of course that was only half.