He would have normally already been up by this time but yesterday was his twenty-first birthday and his friends had made sure that he didn’t get in ...ntil late. He hadn’t really minded then but now he was hating himself as he slowly sat up and fought the urge to just lie back down and go back to sleep. If he slept in then he wouldn’t get to bed at a decent hour tonight and he would be going through this again tomorrow. It was better to just suck it up and crawl out of bed.“A shower will wake me. While I was in the toilette I suddenly felt my cock getting hard and found myself thinking about that photographer, I couldn’t help but giving myself some jerks and it felt good, I could have cum but I felt I was just warming up.As I was leaving the loo, opened the door and just trying to come in was the photographer, who smiled again at me when she saw me. “Oh here you are” she said. I smiled at her and said “were you looking for me?” There was a very short odd silence and then she said “well,. ”“More.”“You have to respect your partner, otherwise you feel unequal to them – superior, and that leads to taking advantage of them in some ways; inferior, and you feel dominated and on the defensive all the time.“I agree. Name another.”I panted out the first thing that popped into my head, “Trust.”“Oh, deep. Yes, it goes with the expectations we talked about last night. Trust is about doing what you say you’ll do, and that you can be relied upon to be whatever way you are consistently, and in. He took a last lingering suck on her pussy and rose up. Her ass swayed before him as he shuffled in on his knees. His cockhead slid up the inside of her thigh and Claire reached back between her legs. She took his prick by the roots, guiding the tip into her cunt crack. She moved his cock knob up and down through her juicy fuckslot, shuddering at the contact. Mike gripped her by the hipbones, ready to plug her, bracing his ass for the thrust. She moved his cockhead up and down, then fitted his.