.." I confessed as I felt her hand moving again, along the skin of my belly. She was moving downward now, and I felt myself aching for the touch. At t...he same time I was worried that when she got to her destination it would somehow end this."Don't be..." Another kiss. Soft, reassuring. I felt like I could just continue to kiss her forever, as her fingers ran over my hip. She moved much faster than I would have expected, gliding her hand down to cup me between the legs."You're wet..." she. I slinked to my knees, biting my lip as I did while looking upat him. I turned my attention to his zipper, it was obvious he wanted meto do the heavy lifting. Suddenly, a bright flash lit the room, as Irealized he was taking pictures. For some reason, that made me even moreexcited. I pulled down his jeans to reveal his manhood; unbelievablylarge in comparison to mine, I couldn't believe it. Suddenly, a sense offeminine pride took over, and I knew this was my challenge, my job toplease this. She was being betrayed by her own body. She inhales sharply and smells the fog from the haunted house, the way the attacker smells and takes inventory of her body's reaction. Her nipples are taut, and her clit is rock hard and pulsing. Her pussy is leaking juices, and the moment takes hold as her eyes are closed, her hands move over every inch with a slow smooth movement. Running over and then tweaking parts as they explore. Then she opens her eyes to look down at her nipples, about to pinch. She continued by describing what she was observing about Adele."I mean, I notice that she holds her chin low and avoids eye contact. Her smiles seem a bit excessive and she nods a lot when guys speak to her ... whenever they actually do speak to her, that is. She always seems to be touching herself to make sure everything is all right, like touching her hair as if trying to keep it in place, even when it is already in place."I tell you what; why don't you try something the next time you speak.