"I love it when you finger your pussy."She looked at me with the devilish grin and with her left hand spread her pussy lips apart, while her right han... slowly massaged her clitoris. She really knew how to make me hot. She liked to push my buttons, like I liked to push hers. She started walking towards me while doing this obscene thing to her vagina. She walked cross legged, one heel in front of the other. It was a beautiful sight. When she came close to me she stopped, placed her right index. By now, Marcia was nearly out of it. She had had more than her share of orgasms and was beyond exhaustion. She slumped up against Chris, murmuring gibberish as he guided her back away from the wall. She almost dropped to the floor, but he wrapped one of his arms around her back and pulled her soft, pale body up against him. With his other hand he delicately leaned her head against his shoulder, and touched his lips to her neck during this relaxing embrace, before letting the hand wander away on. She then put her arm around my waist and spooned me. I could feel her cunt hairs rubbing against my ass, through her nightgown. When I woke the next morning, she was already up and had started to get dressed. The mirror on the wall gave me a great view of her naked from the front. She had a bushy crown of hair resting on that wonderful mound and I just lay there and stared. Auntie didn't realize I could see her in the mirror. She came over to the bed when she realized I was awake and kissed me. “We need to take some photographs of you if you want to take up my offer.”“Do you want me naked, or semi-naked?“Male or female photographer?”“What is your preference Sylvia?”“Are you going to watch Ada?”Two days later I am in my element as Ada watches me posing for Jim, a much younger professional, male photographer.For the first few shots I was fully clothed in an above the knee, back dress, heels and black stockings.Then Ada helped me off with the dress, leaving me with just my heels,.