He glanced at her. She was through undressing now.Looking at her this way, with her nice, round, white ass sticking out for him, he suddenly got very ...ard. This was going to be difficult for him. But, he could not let her get away with lying and staying out past curfew. He looked at her again. Come here little girl, he said.She turned around with her hands trying to hide her nakedness.He did not like this and told her to raise her hands above her head while walking to him. Reluctantly, she. On impulse, I reached for those nipples and tenderly squeezed them, afraid they might burst, and she cried out, but in a way I knew meant I had done something good.I watched her do that four times before she stopped and just sat there, her head hanging down. Her breath moderated, and she slowly lay down on top of me."I love you so much," she whispered.I've used terms like "making love" here, most recently, because that's what it felt like. But at that moment something else reared its head. I. That’s when my mind started working. I walked silently to my father’s office and brought back his digital camera. I was hoping that she was still in the same position. For my luck she was. I took a few shots and plenty close-ups. I left back to my father’s office and loaded the photos on a CD-r and printed a close-up. Then, Back to my room and then “masturbation at its full glory.”After an hour and a half the alarm clock in my mother’s room went off. I got up and walked to the bathroom making. I entered the house to find candles burning, soft music playing and Lia sitting on the couch in the living room drinking a glass of wine wearing a short black night gown. It was obvious that she had something in mind but I did not feel the need to inquire what it was as I sat down next to her. Lia looked incredibly sexy and I could not take my eyes off her as she poured me a glass of wine. She then handed it to me and offered a toast by saying “To our special evening” so I.