“Emily - you can’t be in here.” Cam’s tone was matter-of-fact. If anyone else was there, he was in big trouble.After a few more moments of sil...nce, Emily spoke softly, nervously, “I… I wanted to see it.”He wasn’t sure why, but in his mind he knew exactly what she was talking about. A new wave of anxiety rushed over him. He felt it in his loins. “Emily, you can’t just come wandering into the bathroom and try to see someone’s penis - you’re old enough to know that isn’t how it works.” He sounded. I took pictures of her with my Nokia N8 phone but later deleted it as I did not wanted anybody to see them or being leaked ( as some dumb friends do and upload it on the internet, without you knowing it) she used to color her feet and one day I brought a shining pink south beach nail color and i told her to sit on the sofa and while she was watching a Tv and I painted her feet. I was doing it for fun and making her feel good about herself but when I finished colouring and I looked at her face. We had torn out the laundry room wall enlarging our dining area that attached to the kitchen. Still have a (new) washer and dryer in that area but a more open floor plan. The living room attaches to the kitchen by an open doorway. You enter our house through the front door which is attached to the living room. Or by the door which goes into the back yard.Enough of that, their lights were on, I saw no one at first, then I saw movement. Someone was standing in their laundry room, and he was. The large veins all over the shaft were like speed bumps, creating slurping sounds whenever they passed in and out of Cleo's face.Cleo paused to release Jordan's cock from her mouth, so that she could admire it, in all its erect glory, for the first time."I think that maybe I'm a bit bigger than you are," Jordan said bashfully."I know that mine measures just under twenty inches, and yours is at least two or three inches longer! It's beautiful, Jordan." "So's yours, Cleo." "You're gonna have.