It was hard at times to tell who was seducing who, which of them was driving things and which was content to sit back and let scenarios and situations... unfold for their titillation and enjoyment. In truth, apart from the very beginning, their flirting and beguiling had flowed between them like tides between two shores. He had certainly said things to her that he had never considered saying to anyone else, and had envisaged so much between them that he would once have never dreamed of. She had. ." Look, I work with professionals. This is nothing, trust me." Okay..."I lifted it up a little. I was confused, but he said this is how a pro would do things, and I wanted to look like a pro in my pictures. I lifted it up, and he clicked away. I felt strange, but it was making me feel so sexy. By this point, I felt like I would be ready to use these shots for a modeling portfolio."Okay, good. Actually, could we just lose the top completely? It's not very sexy looking with that on."I didn't. But which of us is a virgin?"Ralph's knees buckled, and he sat back down. "Why are you talking about this in front of me?" We want you to fix it," Janet answered for both of them. Misty just nodded agreement; then hid her face behind Janet's shoulder."Fix what?" Ralph was still uncertain where all this was leading."Fix our being afraid, and fix my virginity." Misty spoke up without coming out of hiding when Janet choked."You want me to what? How am I supposed to do that?" Ralph would need some. Still, she treated me with too much reverence for my liking. “Touch me, Astrid,” I moaned as she danced on me. “Grab me, squeeze me, take me; I’m not your god.” “You are my god,” she giggled, leaning forward and gripping my breasts, “but I will do as you command.” “Your god commands you to fuck me like a bitch in heat,” I grinned.Astrid slid forward on top of me; her flexing abdomen squishing into the softness of my belly, her ample breasts flattening into domes against the backs of her cupping.