We'd take a shower afterward and change the sheets, and sometimes she let me slip a fresh tampon into her as I nuzzled her clit.She also brought over ...all the pictures she'd taken over the years with her Instamatic camera. I had been right; she had a true photographer's eye for framing and composing the shots. If Photoshop had been around in those days, some of those photographs would have had serious potential. I'd also given her that spare Zeiss SLR of mine, and she was burning through four. ” His hands continued working on her chest and her now noticeably wet pussy. Kim didn’t even have any idea that werewolves were ripping vampires to shreds on the screen. She was so caught up in the flood of feelings that Alex was giving to her. She could feel his stiff cock pushing through his jeans and into the small of her back. She imagined that her gyrations were causing it to get even harder as he continued rubbing her pussy through her panties. She could feel herself breaking down. Kim’s. Then I remembered how she had moaned when I touched her, and I thought she probably needed a good climax or three as well, but maybe I was just projecting my own feelings. I enjoyed having her in a helpless position where I could do anything I wanted to her. What I wanted most was to hear her scream in ecstasy as I applied the BumbleBee to her quivering clit. For my money, one good hard cum was worth more than a month on an analyst's couch.My last class of the day crawled by as Miss Albert. She was a good lady," Mom said into the phone.She listened for a bit. I couldn't figure out who "Pa" was. Dad's father was Granddad to us kids and Douglas to her. She always called her father Pop-Pop to us kids and called him Daddy herself. Who was "Pa"?"I'm glad she didn't suffer. Dying peacefully in your sleep in your own bed is a small comfort," Mom said. Mom listened for a little while. I had a seat at the table, waiting to get the news when Mom hung up the phone."I'll call Will and let him.