Fix Mrs. Fairchild's Panties

I blushed and reached out and my knuckles brushed along the curve of her ass as I hooked my fingers along the edge of her panties to fix where they had bunched into the smooth crevice between her round ass cheeks. I couldn’t help but admire her soft skin beneath as I pulled them back over the round orbs of her plump ass and let them go with a snap that caused the soft flesh to jiggle. She let out a soft gasp when the panties popped against her skin and looked back with a smile. Her ass jiggled faintly from the snap and the lace panties hugged tightly to the curve of her cheeks which made it impossible not to notice how soft and supple her ass cheeks were. Her ass cheeks tensed faintly from the snap as she shifted slightly on the couch while her thighs spread apart just enough to reveal the lace pressed tightly against the swollen mound of her pussy.

“Sorry.” I smiled at her and I grabbed the camera as I stood back up and got a shot of her laying on the couch and snapped several pictures of her looking back over her shoulder as I captured her ass. She winked at me playfully.

I smiled as took in her lovely round ass in her lace panties through the camera lens and snapped the shot. Her stomach pressed into the cushions as she arched her back slightly which made her lace panties stretch taut against the roundness of her ass while the soft flesh pushed against its edges. She raised her calves behind her and crossed them at the ankles while her ass cheeks tightened as she shifted on the couch. Her thighs parted showing

She sat up and put her hands on her knees and leaned forward as her breasts pressed between her arms. I couldn’t help but notice one of her areolas still peeking out her lace brassier. She was clearly unaware her nipple was almost showing as her heavy breasts swelled against the lace cup which dipped lower under their weight. Her areola was a soft pink that contrasted beautifully against the creamy skin of her breast and the delicate lace rested just below its edge as her heavy breasts swelled forward under their weight. There is no and here. Her legs parted slightly as she shifted and it drew my eyes to her panty-clad pussy nestled between her thick thighs and the lace stretched tightly over the soft mound of her pussy as its edges pressed into the supple skin near the crease of her thighs and it emphasized every curve perfectly.

“Um your showing a little nipple.” I said as I scratched the back of my head. She glanced down and covered her breasts as she laughed which made her breasts jiggle in her hand. Her fingers pressed into the soft swell of her breasts as she cupped them with a teasing smile and she slid one hand along the curve of her chest while using the other to pull the strap back into place. Her eyes flickered downward with a hint of embarrassment and her lips pressed together briefly before curving into a sly smile as she looked back up at me.

“Does it bother you?” She smiled as she held her breasts and looked at me. Her thumb lightly tracing over her nipple as she pulled her strap up over and then lowered her hands back onto her legs as she resumed the pose as her breast pressed between her arms. Her arms pressed together squeezing the mounds of flesh tightly and deepening her cleavage until the lace cups strained against their fullness. Her breasts filled the frame as she looked into the camera. Her soft hands moved to rest on both knees while her thick thighs spread apart showing smooth skin above the edge of her stockings and the panty-clad curve of her pussy framed perfectly between them.

“No, I wouldn’t say it bothers me. I just do not want you to show anything you are not comfortable with showing is all. I never **** anyone to do anything they are not comfortable with.” I gave a little shrug as I snapped the shot of her breasts pressed together. She leaned back slightly letting both hands run slowly up her thighs toward where lace hugged tightly against soft skin at the top of each stocking as she smiled at me. Her thick thighs parted again revealing soft flesh above the lace stockings while the panties hugged tightly to the rounded curve of her pussy accentuating its shape perfectly.

“That is sweet though I imagine my daughter is quite comfortable with you seeing everything by now.” Mrs. Fairchild teased as she sat back and put her arms along either side of the couch and arched her back as she crossed her stocking clad legs and rubbed one against the other. Her voluptuous breasts rose as her back arched and the large lace cups hugged tightly against the soft curves of her breasts. She crossed her legs folding one over the other and rubbing her thighs against one another as she looked at me with a smile.

“She doesn’t have anything to be shy about. Something she gets from her mother.” I smiled snapping the shot of her stretched out. My eyes ran over her voluptuous figure as I thought about how she compared to her daughter. Her breasts were larger than Alice’s full chest and they strained against the large lace cups of her brassiere and hung lower. Her hips were wider and more womanly than Alice’s shapely teenage frame and her thighs were thicker where Alice’s were firm and toned from cheerleading.

“Would you mind if we did some tasteful semi-nude shots?” She teased as looked at me and touched one hand to her cleavage ass eh let her nails trail along the deep expanse of skin. Her other hand hooked her brassier and pulled it down over her shoulder as she teasingly exposed more of her milky white breast. She softly licked her lips as she smiled and looked at me with a sultry look that made my mouth go dry.