”“The next time we’re alone, I want to, you know, sixty-nine. That’s something I’ve never done.”“Do you want to, well, make love? I mean... is it, well, something you’d like to do? Soon, I mean? Is it on the horizon?”“Maybe.” She smiled coyly. “Maybe.”We walked out of the school after separately bidding adieu to the people in the hall, and I walked her home. On the way, she said, “Tomorrow we’ll meet downtown, okay? Say 10:30?”“I’ll buy us lunch?”“Sure, and then we’ll spend the day somewhere.”I. She wasn’t sure who ‘they’ were, but somehow knew the impending danger if they were to be discovered. And she knew that if she couldn’t keep quiet, that he would stop and the wonderful, torturous feel of his fingers moving deep inside her would stop…she didn’t want that to happen. Hovering above her, his lips poised just above her own, she was completely mesmerized by him…his perfect features only highlighted in the candlelight that bathed the room around them. There was a twinkle in his eye. That’s always been a big turn-on for me.When I finally flipped to the next image, my mouth started to water. The panties were gone. She was shaved completely bare, with not a single bump or blemish. Because she was standing with her legs together, all I could really see was the cleft. A quick swipe of my finger gave me a better view.She wasn’t shy. That’s for sure. The next picture had her with her legs spread wide. She had tiny little pink lips that were barely parted despite her. You don't want to resist. So you've stopped resisting and surrendered. So nice and wonderful to surrender to the numbing, tingling sensations of listening to my bewitching voice." And she stopped to inhale once more on her cigarette and exhale slowly into his face. As the smoke cloud billowed around him his eyes closed with a small sigh of pleasure.She smiled a wide full lipped smile as she felt herself dampen between her thighs. She began to give him instructions as she took him deeper into a.