I knew exactly what he was going to say next as he started to chuckle."You know the difference between his job and mine?" he asked. Kris shook her hea.... "I shoot the live bodies, he shoots the dead bodies."This was George's standing joke ever since he had gone with me to a crime scene one night. One of our local mafia wise guys had evidently pissed off his boss and was lying on a restaurant floor with several .45 caliber holes in him. I shot a few pictures of the body before the coroner removed. I rubbed the head up and down her vaginal lips and she moaned. Tina told me to slide it into her. As I slid my cock in it felt like my cock was being grabbed by a velvet glove. I started sliding my cock in and out. I knew I wouldn't last long. I was in heaven having my cock inside of Tina. As I started building Tina knew I was about to cum also and she started manipulating her lips squeezing my cock over and over. I shot a load deep inside of Tina. I was exhausted. She continued to milk my cock. "Forgetting he didn't have any boots on, the Colonel stood to attention and tried to click his heels, saying, "Obersturmbannführer Joachim Esser, at your service." Rather more to service me, than at my service, I suspect. And I am Lady Jane Johnson, at your service." Oh, I knew that. I had you brought here specifically for my personal pleasure." How was I selected? I don't believe we have met before?" she wondered aloud."Yes. I saw you at the peace dinner some years ago, but it would not have. She just said, thank you Prakash. And also said, let me get ready we have to go for shopping.In a short while she came ready for shopping. I looked at her, I was stunned. She looked 5 years younger. She was wearing her Punjabi dress, I saw her in such attire for the first time. She said, let us go. I stood up and went before her. I looked at her from toe to head, our eyes met and I find her all smiling. I said Shaku aunty; you look 5 years younger in this dress. Aunty, this dress suits you so.