Only a miracle would put me between Olivia's thighs.I woke up to the sound of drawers opening and flashes of light as Olivia entered and exited the ba...hroom. She was decked out in khaki shirt and shorts and hiking boots. An array of camera equipment, bodies and lenses, hung from straps around her neck, as well as a pair of world-class binoculars. The numerous pockets of her photographer vest bulged with accessories. A pith helmet straight out of a Tarzan movie topped her stylish outfit. How. " A long silent pause held my attention. "I can't wait to see you again, Gretta."Surprised, I breathed in so much that I couldn't use it all, and said breathlessly, "Me, too, Tommy. I can't wait." Okay, see you at 12:10 downstairs." I heard a chuckle, then the phone went dead. I pulled the receiver off of my ear and looked at it. Goosebumps paraded up and down my arms and my nipples throbbed under my cami. I blew out a long sigh and hung up the phone."So, that was Tommy, eh?" Constance was. She didn’t know why she took them but when she was back in her locked bedroom laying the stolen lingerie out on the bed, she once again felt her heart racing and her pussy tingling with anticipation.Kirsty could hear her dad was back in the wardrobe, banging with a hammer and all she could think of was what his cock would look like if he saw her wearing these clothes. Almost in a trance she pulled down her jeans, took off her panties and removed her t-shirt and bra. She clipped a choker around. I raised my eyebrow, questioningly. “Well, he showed me some from the night we went out to dinner,” she finally admitted.“What did you think of it?” I asked warily.She looked down at her food and casually, too casually I thought, answered, “It was interesting, but movies aren’t my thing.” She took a bite of food, still not looking up.“And yet, here you are a porn star.” I said a little too sarcastically.She gave me a sharp glance. I could tell that I’d pissed her off, but right then I didn’t.
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