.. let me see your prick, sweetie. We would be 'evener' if you took off your panties too." I teased and his face reddened. But I needed a little break...from the intensity of the scene. He shucked off his shorts, catching on his stiff, jutting prick."Now ... Eric ... would you put one finger inside? Is that OK with you?"He nodded eagerly."Here, put a little of this lubricant on, just in case I am not lubricated enough." The vagina is only four inches deep when it isn't excited. Then when you. He opened my door (yes fellas, there are still girls out there that like when you are a gentleman) and I slid in. The first thing I noticed was the bench seat. He went around the other side and got in and I watched him try to get comfortable since I knew he had an erection. I smiled sweetly, "I could help you with that" as I slid closer to him and started to undo the snap and zipper of his jeans. I reached inside the fly of his boxers and felt his cock twitching in my hand, looking for. Lee was now feeling brave as he knew his mother was on the back foot. He asked if she had thought about him taking photos again of her. Eve had thought of nothing else since the shopping trip but wasn't going to admit it. She said she hadn't given it much thought then asked why? Lee said he really enjoyed it last time and although he knew he couldn't keep them, or so she thought, he would love to do it again. Eve tried to turn the table on Lee and asked how he would like it if she asked to take. It condensed and where it came to rest, it remained patiently to be drawn. His breathing was not affected when he inhaled the essence of Belladonna, pretty lady, perfume of nightshade. She was sweet in the humidity of his lungs, kind to the tissues that welcomed her, and gentle to every cell she hushed into a comfortable sleep. Pliant he was as she permeated him more effectively than the presence of oxygen, huntress of the night diffused into delectable George.And in the moment when she.