He does not know what my next action will be. I take his cock in my fingers and play with his delicate parts. He groans and begs me to stop torturing...him. I ask him if he likes it and I receive another groan. I slowly lick from the bottom to the top of his shaft before putting the head of his member inside my mouth. He grows hard as I move my mouth up and down along his penis. He groans and my mind is filled with delight at hearing his response to my play. I leave him breathless as I stand up. Up and down for another minute or so, enjoying the sensation of his erection easing in and out of my mouth.I noticed his body responding more and more with little motions. A rhythm began to grow in his hips with the movement of my head. His balls would twitch every now and then. I let me hands move around his tummy, feeling the contractions, my thumb dragging through the few fine hairs that surrounded where his shaft met his pelvis.I was really turned on, grinding my dick into the covers of his. " I checked my watch and said, "We have fifteen to twenty minutes, so you can do some grab shots if you want."She pointedly looked at my crotch in the pre-dawn light. "I know what I'd like to grab." Yes, but you'd get too distracted and forget about your photograph. You'd have gotten up two hours early for nothing, and then you'd be mad at me because I caused you to miss your shot. This whole morning would have been a waste of time."She blinked. Twice. "God, I hate you." Because I make more. I am a married woman now, even if my husband isn't the jealous type." Yes and a very beautiful one at that Kat. Let's drop it so you can go get your shower. Then we can eat because I am starved." Ok, Jon, but only if you wash my back."We finally got around to eating about three hours later. Every time I looked at Kat, she would turn a little red in the face. She told me no more Wicked Weasel Suits for her. I made a disappointed noise and she got red again and told me to stop it. I tried to leer.