I stood directly in the light, knowing he could see through the fabric of nightie to the dusky pink of my hard nipples, the dark ink of my tattoo, and... the glorious curves of my body. Standing at 5’8’’ with a small waist and very generous curves, deep red hair and creamy pale skin splattered with pale freckles, I was unashamed and I let him look. Slowly I moved closer to him, feeling his hand come up to rest on the small of my back, reeling me in closer and closer until I was brushing up against. She just gave me a friendly, encouraging look. "My Mom didn't say a whole lot about him but told me he died before I was born. She died when I was ten." Sorry to bring up such things," said this Hannah, and she looked truly apologetic, which made me like her. For some reason I mentally compared her to Suzanne for a moment, then pushed away such fanciful notions. I couldn't help but think a friend like this Hannah wouldn't be the trouble Suzanne was. I felt like telling Hannah that it had been a. "No, no, please don't cum yet," I asked.He pulled his throbbing cock out tilting his eyes towards the ceiling trying to contain the load he had built up for me. I moved to suck his cock to let him settle down, but also to see if there was any blood on his cock. There was no blood on his cock and I thought about the risk of having him fill my pussy. "Ahh, yeah that feels good Rebecca. You going to let me cum in your mouth?" Nuh uh, I have a better idea."The risk of him impregnating me loomed. I just got lost in thought.”“What was so interesting? You kind of zoned out.”“I thought you could read my mind.”“I stopped after earlier Barnim as I didn’t want to intrude unless offered.”I blushed again from embarrassment for staring into her eyes but relieved that she wasn’t reading my mind like earlier. Through all this I still only had an inkling of what was going on.“I’m sorry. I was kind of mesmerized by your eyes. They’re probably the most beautiful eyes I’ve ever seen in person.”I could.