To describe her, she was 32 on the boobs and 36 on the butts ( I noted her sizes from her bras and panties ) and pretty fair and had cute cheeks. I sa... her climbing up the stairs and collecting her clothes. It was windy that day, and one piece of clothing flew away to my side. I picked it up and went near her and gave it to her with a smile. She smiled back and we introduced ourselves and from which floor we were in. She looked at me and asked photography? I smiled and said yes and said it was. The plain fact was that my fingers were just too big, too thick. I could certainly reach the trigger, but it just took too long to squeeze my index finger into position.I still remember the specialist — he was an elderly gent from Sweden named Emil Svensson. Liked to nip at his aquavit pretty steady, but I never saw him drunk. The last day, when he had finished reworking my weapons, and I had made the final payment, he poured me a small glass.Can’t say as I liked the taste all that much — it. "I'm going to have to take your clothes off so that you can go into the bath." "I'm not going to stop you." He smirked. Slowly, I peeled off his shirt. I then moved down toward his trousers and undid the belt and unzipped them. I could see that he had an erection. "Down boy." I smirked back. "I ran you a bath an-" "Come here babe." And he drew me in and kissed me. I felt like I had died and gone to heaven. I didn't even try to resist. I just collapsed in his arms. I could feel his cock pressing. She kissed me again and it became a 15 minute long french kiss. I rubbed my hands up her legs and beyond her mini skirt to feel bare ass in a thong panty. Another orgasm made me shiver and my nipples began to harden. I used my strong hands to grope her juicy ass over and over as we kissed. I moved one hand in between her legs from behind until I foung her slit and eventually her clit covered by the silky thong panties. I began rubbing and I felt her wet lips part and a firming little clit.