He said to, like, meet him behind the bleachers on the football field. After we ate our lunch, Dickie asked if he could, like, see my bra. So I showed...him, like this." You unbutton the last button on your shirt, slip the shoulders down to reveal the little lace bra underneath. It is one of those bras designed more for show than support. It can barely hold in your firm, full breasts. I can see your dark, round nipples through the thin fabric. "What happened next?" I ask. "Well, then he asked if. My whole body felt consumed with flames of shame, and when the wide eyes of my colleague Melinda met mine, I thought I was surely going to faint. I couldn’t move, couldn’t speak. My slightly pudgy co-teacher, without hesitation, pulled a camera from her pocket and pointed it at me, and her words hit me like a whiplash. “Spread that kinky pussy for me and say cheese, slut!” I finally managed to rip myself from the hold of panic and looked over my shoulder at Cordelia. My tummy plummeted when she. She moaned as hot, thick and gooey man juice began running down her. She liked the bitter sweet taste of his potent seed. Before she could swallow it all, another volley hit and filled up her mouth. She was surprised at the high volume of his juice and almost choked. Her cheeks ballooned up as she tried to keep all his spewing juice inside. Somehow she managed to swallow all of it and got ready for the next shot. She got more comfortable as each subsequent shots was less in volume. She let her. I don’t know why, we’re not ashamed or anything. Our lovemaking is all whisperings and soft caresses so I suppose darkness suits us. Mike and I always make love in the light, he says it’s so he can ‘feast his eyes on me’. He’s always saying things like that. Watching her take her clothes off now reminded me how sexy she was. I said that she is darker than me, she has cropped dark hair that frames her face and her pubes are darker and bristlier than mine. She’s got a much better figure than me..