That was the enough time I came back to my sense and I realized what I have done. Bull shit…..what the fucking I’m doing here…I fast zip my pant...and stand up to get out of the shop. he noticed it…and came beside me…and excused me…hi don’t you like it…don’t say it to anyone….please….he pleased me not to tell anyone. I said ok I won’t tell anyone…by only shocking my head in a positive way because I couldn’t speak. I walk away from the shop with a thousands of guilt feelings in my mind after I. "So I can make up for it with this!"I scurry across the bed and wrap my hands around your thighs. I bury my face in your pubic hair as my tongue snakes it way between your pussy lips and searches until it finds your clit. You groan and throw your head back when I find my target. Your hands pull my head in tighter. I feel your wetness begin as I lick up and down. Without warning I pull away and announce, "Time for a shower!" You jerk!" you scream and smack my ass as I dash for the bathroom.I'm. Finally looking up, she fixed her big blue eyes on me, smiled a crinkly smile and asked calmly: “Do you even wonder what these gorgeous tits look like under my pretty bras? Or what these legs would feel like, wrapped around your butt and squeezing my crotch into that dick that I expect is getting harder every second?”No surprise, I was a little speechless. “Course,” I mumbled. “Uhh, what are you doing?”She answered by opening another button on her blouse and pulling the two sides as far apart. So I sat..."I'm taking another picture...feel yourself." I put my hands down to protect my cunt from his prying eyes and his fucking camera! Why that word came to mind I don't know...maybe I felt he would try to fuck me...but he was a photographer...a voyeur...and he took more pictures...finally I was into it and spread my cunt lips for the lens, rubbed my cunt lips as directed, until I was all wet and I came for him to see and photograph. It was a sexy scene...just a little fingering and I.