"Oh don't dress yet, please don't!" She realized that her voice was not at all natural. It was as if she were begging the young God to let her do something more than just take pictures. And he heard this, sensed her smoldering excitement. She saw a tinge of pink color his face. For some reason she glanced at his cock again. It was lengthening, hardening. Her breath caught. She couldn't remember being so stirred up since she'd been in her teens.

"Uhhmmmm," Kevin moaned, speaking for the first time since she'd come into the room. He grabbed frantically for his trunks but Mona held them away. She was panting now, hot with want. She pulled the slender boy against her body and petted his head and shoulders.

"It's nothing to be embarrassed about," she said, watching the blood being pumped to his cock steadily now. Kevin squirmed in her embrace. He was plenty strong enough to get free if he really wanted. But she held him just tight enough to prevent this. His cock lengthened more. The foreskin was being stretched back now, exposing the dark blue membrane underneath.

"God you're beautiful," she whispered aloud. She sensed that he liked being held like that, enjoyed his position of mock helplessness. She dared herself to try more. And so when his cock had risen from his thigh and bobbed there like a projectile about to discharge, she pushed him down on his back on the bed and pinned his shoulders. There was a faint smile on the boy's lips. Mona could no longer restrain herself. She put her mouth against the boy's neck and started kissing him softly, wetly. He made another of his strange sounds and squirmed. She could feel his wiry shape under her belly. She reached down with one hand and unsnapped the crotch of her tights. The material slipped up her hips, cinching around her waist. She was exposed, naked from there down. And Kevin knew it. He could feel her cunt hair with his cock now. She groaned and kissed his mouth. He moaned into the kiss.