She said good and let me continue my journey down her pulsating body. I couldn't wait any longer. I had to see her hot, wet pussy, so I slowly peeled ...own her black panties and threw them over my shoulder. It was the most beautiful thing that I had ever seen. There it was, glistening with her excitement, calling for me to suck it into my mouth. Her lips were full and begging me to kiss them. She had a perfectly trimmed pussy, just enough to see a full view of her womanhood.I moved in closer and. She could just deal with it.He stood, almost belligerently, but didn't look at her face to see where her eyes were looking. He fairly stalked off toward his bathroom, assuming she would follow.He went straight to the medicine cabinet and opened it to look for the flat, round tin that had the picture of the badger on the lid, holding out a little pot of gold, or golden honey, or maybe golden Badger Butter. The words "Sore Muscle Rub" appeared below it. He palmed it and left the bathroom, to find. He had planned a photo shoot in a large open section of his property, next to a small lake. The area was dotted with beautiful flowering trees, and the grass was a deep shade of green.I was dressed in a ruffled white shirt with buttons down the front, an extra-short denim skirt with no underwear, brown cowboy boots, and a cowboy hat. My long blonde hair was pulled into two ponytails. Uncle Dan seemed pleased with the outfit I had chosen, and he was in high spirits as he began the shoot.“OK,. -----------------------------------------Chapter 1: Where it all began/--------------------------------------The day started like another weekend morning for our 19 year old protagonist Megan, she awoke to the sound of her phone’s alarm beeping sharply through an otherwise quiet room. The sun lightly glistened through the slightly open curtains of her bedroom window, letting a low light creep into the dark room.Megan mumbled and murmured as she rolled over to turn the alarm off, fumbling around.