I licked her clit and finger fucked her, building up to be as hard as I could. Alison began to writhe and squirm under me, and she could no longer whi...sper. ‘Oh, yes!’ she yelped, her volume growing with each word. ‘You’re gonna make me cum, oh yes! Oh my god, yes! Oh my god, yes! Oh, Jesus! Oh, Jesus! Oh, Jesus Christ, yes!’ Then, she began bucking wildly, but I refused to slow my licking or stop my finger fucking until a scream escaped from deep within her, ‘Ooooooohhhhhhh! Yes! Yes! Yes!!’. Ambrose had already made himself scarce. Em took the masseur upstairs with the massage bed carry case he had brought with him. Ambrose returned to the kitchen and switched on the camera. Em was wearing white shorts and a tight yellow top. Underneath this, as Ambrose soon saw, she had on her tiny little white string bikini. He hardened when he saw that, because it was those little scraps of fabric that he had once seen being torn off her in that hotel room. Ambrose put on his headphones and. Ohh, yes, that’s quite pleasant” He was directing the shower at her shaved groin.“How come you shave?”“Because I like it like that. NOT because some boy said do it, if that’s what you mean.” She was about to mouth off some more, so he held her tight, kissed her tight and then felt her tight snatch. “Oh, very romantic.”“I want you so much. I’ve wanted you ever since I met you shouting at a boat for not putting its mast up. You have a lovely body, and a lovely mind, and can sail. What more should. The Nashua paper ran an article with a group photo. Sheila made them all a nice folder of images and would not even consider accepting payment for her time. The scout troops more or less adopted me. Oddly, while I was considered unattractive by most standards, I made a great maternal image. Go figure.In any event, I was invited to the ceremony where the (many) merit badges were distributed. Sean said Sheila watched the whole video, with tears running down her face. I did better, but I had more.