She wondered if her dad was just going to let her do whatever - so far he’d eventually agreed to each of her suggestions. What about if she started ...osing naked? Would he take pictures? Would she want him to? At this last question, she realized that she had no problem with it. He was so nice about it. It was like zero stress. Unable to resist, she took a moment in the bathroom to try a couple naked poses in the mirror, thinking about how much of her showed in each position.The sixth picture was. The semi- secret caresses keep us both on a constant sexual boil. Dawn and I hug the same way we hold hands – because Dawn is a small woman, my arms wrap clear around her body until she seems to disappear within me. While we embrace, I love to finger the nape of her neck or the small of her back. It rarely takes long before Dawn’s body squirms against me. Let me tell you about a special night Dawn and I shared just the other day. It ended with a surprise, although I suppose it was not. It's not that we care about Brock any less but I think we understand that he would never single one of us out. I think if it hadn't been all four of us; if only one of us lived nearby, it could work for them. But Brock has always been, I don't know ... I don't want him to sound like a pussy because he isn't. But he's always been really sensitive to our feelings. He has always put us ahead of himself. I think that's why we all wanted him to be our boyfriend." It's what makes him such a good. She heard her mother moan louder.“Oh God, Jon I want you again.” Margot cried out. It had been so long since a man had made her feel this way, she held nothing back. Tonight was going to be one she wanted to remember.Jon moved his hands to cup Margot’s ass and lift her up against the wall, kissing her as he felt her spreading her legs. Slowly he thrust into her as he let her sink down upon his shaft, groaning as he felt her slick entrance envelop him for the second time that night. As he felt.