He sets you so your one leg is drawn up with the other crossed under it.He sets you so your one leg is drawn up with the other crossed under it. He places your hands on your knee and rests your chin on your hands. Oddly, your heart beats harder as he moves your body around and you find yourself admiring the fluid grace with which David moves. David takes a few more pics in that pose and has you lean back on your hands. Your breath catches in your throat as he unbuttons one shoulder strap on your jumper and re-adjusts it so the front left corner is hanging down, showing the swollen curves of your enlarged breast through the shirt. David leans back and takes a few more pictures. He pauses and sets the camera down on the carpet. He slides over next to you and puts his hand on your raised knee and squeezes it. "Are you doing ok," he asks. Your heart is pounding and you can't seem to catch your breath. You feel beads of sweat break out across your stomach and legs. You realize that his touch and his closeness have aroused you considerably; you can feel your damp cotton lace panties rubbing against your thigh. You manage a breathy yes. David smiles. "Good." Never breaking eye contact with you, David reaches down and ever so slowly pulls up the hem of your jumper, showing your leg. Inch by inch, he exposes your raised leg, till the material is halfway up your thigh. You have been holding your breath the whole time and now you part you lips and breath in unsteadily. |