She was playing everything along coolly and within 10 minutes she was pouring her heart out to me to which I was trying to keep track of but everythin... just flew by as I looked at her green and blue eyes and they wouldn't stop looking at my own then to my lips. Startlingly she shocked me out of my observations with the statement "I think I love you". Her saying that stunned me for I never thought that someone would ever say that to me until I was older here she was saying such, still stunned I. " We kissed a bit and I started removing her clothes. We both got naked and I said to her, "Why don't you lie down on those boxes and I'll lick your pussy."I ate out her yummy pussy, and made her do lots of delicious moaning and sighing. Her little ass looked great, as it always does from any angle. I dipped my tongue into her little anal pucker. I had to, there was no way for me to resist licking such a hot and cute young ass. Her cute little ass hole tightened up the first couple times from. He had an appealingly craggy face, and his thick dark hair was swept back from his forehead. His eyes were a captivating shade of blue. His body, all six feet plus of it, was trim. He wore a pair of khaki trousers and a blue shirt, with a burgundy tie. He was carrying a briefcase."Hi," he said to Bree, who was standing there gaping at him. "I'm Professor Cary Gordon. You'd be Miss Spencer, the photographer, right?"Bree recovered quickly. "Yes, I'm Bree Spencer. We'll do this whenever you're. Mrs. Baker on the right, currently expecting her third. Joan on the left, pregnant with her first.There was something so delightfully quaint about it; everyone was so family-focused, it was ... sweet.Sweet, and incredibly sexy. McKayla was coming five or six times a day by her own hand, just imagining herself as one of these docile, sexy, knock-up housewives.Not that she’d ever do it, of course. It was just a fantasy. A fantasy that was increasingly taking over her waking hours ... And so.