I dropped my legs back down and wrapped them around his waist. It was an intense fuck and we both were satisfied.While Junior laid still on top of me,... I could feel his heart beating rapidly before I ran my fingers through his red hair and softly asked, "Did you like that? Did it feel good?"The shy Mitch junior calmly responded, "Uh huh."He got off me as cum oozed out of my pussy and onto the couch. My legs were stiff but I managed to kick one down and sit up. I was a mess and seeing the sweaty. I hear you squish so I lick all under your tits and move downward to your belly kneeling before your pussy. I take your hands and place them on your tits and tell you to keep squeezing your nipples as hard as you can. I lean you against the wall and rub my nose up over your wet pussy shoving it deep to feel your wetness on my face. I lick each lip slowly up n down and I feel your hand at the back of my head. I see how very hard your clit is. It is very erect and puffy. I cup your ass with one. The woman's frail garment had been ripped down to her waist and hung over her corset. Her high breasts stood up proudly, their dark tips hard and prominent. The girl stood with her head down, her slim body trembling."This," said the officer with a sneer, "Is Mrs. Horace Smithson, wife of a very dead colonial who was foolish enough to try to stop a Hessian advance on Long Island. He had more bayonet wounds, I am told, than could be counted. And this," he grabbed the smaller woman's head and. I tried not to stare as I was directed by Mr Maddison to take my seat with Andy and Mark. The photo was behind me as I sat down, but the memory of it was seared onto my memory. It was quite artistic, but also incredibly erotic, especially with the real live model sitting just a few feet away from me. Mrs Maddison saw the expression on my face and smiled."Don't be embarrassed Jimmy," she whispered. "Charles is a professional photographer and I sometimes model for him. He's proud of his work.".