I hope you take some pictures of her." And to me, she said "...and Sweetie, you need to adjust your scarf - your dog collar is showing.." and she smil...ed sweetly, and patted my hand.After that embarrassment we changed floors to look for a dress. Master Silk insisted it needed to be flouncy, knee length, and very feminine. Master selected a few for me to try on. He had to ask a shop assistant for sizing advice, pointing at me. More blushing! We took our final selection into a changing room, and I. Every night we just go to each other’s room, have sex and then come back to our room. We don’t talk much during sex. Missionary, doggy, and sometimes I riding his cock was all we had been doing. But one day when Ronald was in college, I thought to clean his room. After cleaning half of his room, I found something in the lower drawer of his study table. It was a magazine. A magazine filled with naked pictures of mature women. And the common thing between those women was their big asses. I. Although l had fucked Sasha’s hole many times her inner pussy muscles gripped my shaft so tight l could feel them rippling up and down my hard shaft, l was fucking her hard and fast my ball began to tingle, l was ready to deliver my payload that l had stored in my ball, my cock began throbbing as the sticky load ran through my shaft to shoot from my urethral and flood Sasha’s hot tight womb. We lay joined by my cock wedged firmly in her now sticky pussy, when my cock slid from her hole we got. Again, it never occurred to me that anyone would notice -- I never claimed to be overly bright.In my defense, it didn’t help matters that Elena was blossoming into quite the beautiful young woman. Standing 5’8” tall, and weighing no more than 120 pounds, she is exactly 15 months older than I am. Elena had matured from a gangly, tomboy to a long-legged, red-haired college sophomore right before my eyes, and her blossoming sexuality could not be ignored. When she’d wear the sexiest half-shirts.