“Yeah, just a bit… you know. Could just do with a nice massage.” “I don’t mind, I have a bit of a knack with the old hands,” he said helpf...lly. “Really? You a trained masseur/” I asked. “No, no just have the touch I guess. Do you want to lie flat on the sofa and I’ll give your shoulders a rub.” “That sounds nice Steve.” I ran an index finger up and down my front as I looked up at him. “Do you want me to keep these on or not?” I asked, with a twinkle in my eye. “Sorry?” He said, uncertainly. “Do. I pointed out that the films were no longer manually processed so the only chance would be if a person was lucky enough to look at one of the pictures whilst carrying out quality control. The next morning I was awoken by Di sucking my cock to life and then she mounted my cock and rode me until I was emptying my balls deep inside her. She rolled off me and my cock laid there covered in my cum. She cleaned me and then grabbed my camera. She focused on my flaccid cock and took a picture. I asked. He groaned quietly, a plaintive plea intelligible in any language. She slid her fingers to his vest, pushing it off his shoulders with a seductive purr. He laughed at her, mocking her, challenging her. Rising to his contest, she slid the floating white silk off her shoulders. Arousal, not chill, caused her dusky nipples to stand proudly erect, her firm breasts revealed to him amidst a hundred people. She knew she should feel ashamed, at least a little modest…but she didn’t. She felt, if. . Julie came back from the ladies and said she wanted to go, whether it was the embarrassment of what took place or the fact we how had a puddle where had sat I don't know but we left and walked back to the cars, I told her I would take her home as she had drank, and to pick up anything she needed from the car, she opened the door and leant in to reach something, not wanting to miss an opportunity of a quick fumble I pushed my hand up her skirt, she wriggled a little as I reached her.