.I could tell. I bit down on her nipple and she screamed. I started to pull back, but her hand on the back of my head told me my instincts were right....I sucked and kissed the nipple softly then bit down again. She nearly threw me down onto the bed and fell on top of me, ravishing my mouth with hers. I felt kisses on the side of my neck and your hand joined hers between my legs. You teased my clit while she fingered my pussy, your dick rubbing slowly and hotly against my ass. I came again hard,. Now i knew that she was in my full control. I told her that she will be in the same state of mind whenever she will hear the word “butter cutter” from me only. I chose this word because this is not used in common day to day usage. Also i instructed her that from now onwards she will not hesitate or stop me from touching her boobs or private parts or fucking her but this all affair will be just between the two of us. Now i thought that this is the time to start the entire real thing. I told her. You’d probably expect me to hate having my photo taken and you’d be right. I mostly do hate it. But I’ve grown up with an artist for a mother and an aunt who’s a professional photographer. I’ve been posing for photos and paintings since before I was born – literally (Mum did a painting of me as a fetus based on my ultrasound pictures). Neither Mum nor Aunty Penny would let me get away with posing badly simply because I didn’t want to do it. So posing for the camera is kind of in my. ‘You’ve begun to enjoy yourself I see’ Jon smirked as he thrust harder in her. Once Jon rolled off her, Anna washed herself and busied herself in the household chores. She avoided meeting Robbie and walked away when he entered the kitchen for his breakfast. This seemed to please Jon further. He was nervous of the effect his son would have on his young wife, yet loved his son enough to look forward to his annual visits. When Jon and Robbie left for the day, Anna went back to the bedroom. She.