She had put on some pounds, but still sexy as hell, just as i had remembered. She knew when she came over what would happen…and she didnt care. She ...new she would do as i said, just as she always had. She could never resist seeing me in pleasure, no matter what i was doing or how i was doing it. i opened the door and when it closed, we embraced, but only for a second. I whispered in her ear, ‘down on your kness’. As she always had, she dropped to her kness and opened her mouth. She knew what. "His partner, Rob, turned with his knife ready to stab at me, but I managed to grab hold of the wrist and, almost breaking it, disarmed him as well, he looked at his friend and they both ran down the alleyway, leaving me with the woman, who was sobbing away.I tried to hold her, but she seemed so frighten of any contact that I could only ask her if she was okay, she nodded her head, "Thank you," she said, "I didn't think anyone would come to my aid."I smiled at her, trying to calm her down, "I'm. "Can I get in with you, Mark?" she asked shyly and then giggled when she saw my erection jutting out obscenely from my groin."Was it me who did that." she smiled. "Or mum?"I never had the chance to reply, we slipped into my bed together and her mouth covered mine. "She looked so fucking sexy, Mark," she breathed as she moved her hand down over my stomach, "Did you see her cunt?"All I could do was moan softly as her fingers found my erection, gripped it for a second and then traveled. I asked if she was still doing photography and she said no, that she wasn't able to really give it the time that she needed to, so it was 'just snapshots' with her now. She said she'd thought about bringing her camera with her, but hadn't and wished she had. I said that I'd loan her a camera and some lenses so she could take some pictures while she was here and she smiled and said she'd like that. So we talked about camera equipment for a while and I promised to show her my studio, if she'd.