I quickly snapped off several pictures then put the binoculars and my climbing gear back into The Mustang's small trunk. I got back into the car and b...nged my hands on the steering wheel. Luckily for me the wheel was both tough and leather covered so I didn't damage myself or my car. Then I just sat there for awhile and finally drove off. I had a lot to do, and plans to make. Luckily I wasn't expected back to work for a few days. Hopefully I could be all set up before then.Back in the clearing. Matt was my lover of three months and last month had moved in with us, Matt and I had the bottom floor/basement, s*s one up and Mum on the top floor apart from this one room, our photo studio. “Have you asked him?”.“Of course not!, I wanted to know if you would share first, then I was going to figure out how to ask if you said yes. I haven't got to that stage yet, although, I have seen his cock. You should make sure the door is closed when you want to suck him, if Mum had seen what I saw this. Itna maza araha tha ke dil chaha ke isi tarha kisss harte rahoun . phir main ne un ko utha kar bedroom main laya aur beed pe patak diya aur unke upar uth pada …unke gadde kameez ke upar se hi dabane laga aur khane laga phir hath upar karke unki kameez nikal di .Wo ab black bra main thi aur unke gadde itne bade aur khobsurat the ke ,main foran une chosne laga … wo moun karne lagi aur kaha ki ahista karo mujhe dard hora hai . par main kahan sunne wala tha . unki bra ki hook kholdi aur unke gadde. I was so scared. I froze. He went back to French kissing me, his tongue digging deep into my throat, circling and swiping around my mouth, tasting my saliva, his hands went under my shirt and under my bra, feeling my breasts and squeezing them hard. "Them some nice itty bitties." Ouch! I froze. I didn't want to get bruised. Wait, did he just insinuate that my breasts were small? I don't think my 32C's were small...maybe in the grasp of his huge hands though. With his other arm he undid.