But no woman should get grief for what is a necessary part of their body structure. I would be happy to oblige her desire. I will even use a real came...a if she would like. I can bring the studio to her.”“Studio?”“I guess I didn’t get around to that. I an a graphic artist. I have access to a complete photo studio. I also have amassed a fair amount of my own gear and I can put together a decent home studio if I have too.”“That explains how you can get such good pictures from a cell phone.”“And a. There’s always a bit of a power trip for me that goes straight to my pussy.And with a beautiful hunk of manhood like Hans, well, it’s what men might call a wet dream cum true. So, as I worked my mouth slowly, teasingly, up and down his taut pole, I found myself moaning through my nose with each stroke, especially when I saw the eager, hungry look on his face. I knew I was rousing him as much as he was making me wet.I closed my eyes, and, with my left hand holding his cock and stroking it in. Her pussy was itching for something hard, fast, rough, and downright dirty. Never mind it had been a long time since she had seen her lover. “Need a quickie. Available for lunch?” She sent him a quick text. “When & where?” was the quick reply. She had to think. Her office at work was out; too many questions if he showed up. Then an idea popped into her head. Less than five miles away was a national park with plenty of different places they could go. Picnic benches dotted the landscape, trees,. I really liked her and could tell she really liked me. Lily was short and slight with real small breasts that I absolutely adored. Puffy aureola and big nipples…Beautiful chunky apple ass and a fat pussy that looked awesome in panties. She learned early of my extreme panty fetish and would wear a lot of short skirts and give me peeks every chance she could and sometimes when she shouldn’t. We panty shopped and she always wore some that I picked out. We were sitting on her front porch necking.