Now go and take a picture ofyourself and send it to me, I want to see what you are wearing."My phone bleeped to say another message was received almos... as soon as Ihad finished reading the letter. I stared at my phone a second, hardlydaring to pick it up. Eventually with trembling fingers I did."Are you there darling?" was all it said.It's confusing the feelings that went through me when I saw it, I shouldhave been angry or just ignored it, but a submissive knot was tighteningin my tummy and. The amazing way she gave head, and the fact she absolutely loved doing it, sometimes desiring just blowing me over actual sex was one of the reasons I asked her to move in with me last year. I mean, she was staying over most nights already, but at least this way we both saved on rent. I tried to keep thinking about anything but her wanton tongue caressing my sensitive flesh, knowing that if I didn't she would get me off far sooner than I wanted, but it was no use. I had to turn the tables. Meanwhile, John had removed the rest of his clothes as the picture of Emily changed to a fully nude shot, then shots of her caressing her breasts and pussy.“Tell me, John, how are you feeling?”“I don’t know if I can describe it, Emily, this is just so hot! Please don’t take this the wrong way, but I don’t think I’ve ever been this hard.”“No, not at all, John, I feel the same way, my pussy is just dripping. Tell me, John, are you stroking your cock?”Normally this would be embarrassing to John,. He really was an attractive man, and I noticed many of the women around him throwing appreciative glances his way. He was fully aware of the attention he was getting, the corners of his mouth curling with amusement as he lapped it up. As he spotted me, he shot me a grin, his eyes looking me up and down. I wondered if his mind had gone to our first encounter together at the spa, the first night aboard when he'd seen me in a very similar bikini. His cheeky grin suggested it had. Settling in on.