My girlfriend, Natalie, loves to pose for pictures. When she was young she’d always beg her mom to take her to get her picture taken by a “profess...onal” anytime they passed them in the mall. To make things better she also loves to flaunt her body. She’s a gorgeous blue-eyed blonde bombshell. With 34C pert and perfectly round globes on her chest, a tight ass and a firm tummy she’s 5’2” of pure beauty. Lucky for me her love of exposure goes great with her need to be photographed. She’s always. We don't hate you! Why would you think that?" Be careful!" I pleaded. "It's my nicest blouse! I -- I made a spectacle of myself!" Shush!" Her hands on my cheeks, she muffled my protests with a series of sweet, tender, tender kisses, then her fingers resumed plucking at the buttons. "I'm not tearing anything. You need to get out of those clothes! WE need to get out of these clothes. Clothes aren't for you. Not here. Not now. Not with us. You're beautiful. Isn't she beautiful?" Always," Greg. She grabs my hand and takes me inside.She helps the old man get into a chair in the bedroom where he can see everything.She's drops her rob and comes over to me and undresses me.She lays in bed and I kneel beside her and suckle her titty as she strokes my cock . I feel her push my head down so I go down kissing her all the way.as shes playing with me I run my tongue down the inside of her leg line all the way to where it ends in the place the pussy and ass come together I lick upward licking. Wait, you think. If I were dead, then I wouldn't be aware, right? So I must be alive, or at least something like it."You're fast to catch on."A voice echoes out from the darkness, instantly being absorbed by... wherever you were. Hold on, that didn't seem right. How can a voice echo and be absorbed? It didn't make sense to you, but it sounded like something you shouldn't be able to hear, but were hearing nonetheless.The voice chuckled. "You're in limbo, boy. Don't try to make sense of it; you.