Her blonde curls spilled over my stomach as she began sucking my cock, alternating between a slow pace and a faster one. When Alex told her to take me...deep, she pulled back her hair, away from her face, so he could clearly see my cock disappear down her throat. "Oh, God!" I called out, relishing not only the sensation but the sight of Kim's lips and nose mashed against my pubic hairs. In the course of the next few minutes she deep-throated me several times, urged on by her husband, who. I left one bit of colour in it, Rona’s red hair. I sent her a copy via text message. She replied quickly, thanking me. I offered to get a higher resolution version printed and she said she would like that.We began calling one another and arranged to meet again. We began to explore London’s many galleries, we both were into photography and portraiture in particular, but we also shared an interest in landscape and architecture. We would both bring our cameras on these trips and were able to get. "See? Sex is interesting. And if you think about it like that, I'm sure you can write something ... interesting." She tilted her head the other way and her hair moved, to expose bald scalp. "So ... do you want to know what turns ME on?" I can't ask that," he moaned."I thought we already discussed this," she said. "Come on. I'll tell you something that gets me going, then you tell me something that gets you going."He looked distinctly uncomfortable. His natural modesty was still holding him. Planning it, arranging a combined house/babysitter, packing our bags, going in the car with you… With you. Being with you has never ceased being great. My friend. My love. Out in the countryside, the autumn trees were burning in red, orange and yellow. Leaves were drifting in the wind or mouldering brown on the wet ground. We arrived at our cabin just as the sun went down. The wind was chilly, and the rain was still pouring down. We grabbed our bags and ran to the house. We got a bit wet while.