We dry off and I carry you to the bed, placing you on it so gently that it feels like you have hardly landed. Your head sinks into the pillow and yo... smile at me. You look deep into my dark, penetrating eyes looking for trust and love, and you find it endless quantity. I spent a moment preparing you for this, my hands soft and warm and gentle. "I want you, I want to be yours completely". "I want you so much too", I tell you.You lift your legs a little and place them on my shoulders. . Would it be awkward? Would this relationship, built upon computer chatting, be able to maintain normalcy? Was the connection built on a false foundation, given that it was hidden behind the false walls of a computer? We would talk about our spouses and the lack of intimacy that we both felt. We both had experiencing marriages that lacked closeness wasn’t just only sexual, but for both of us, it included a basic lack of ‘nearness’. We both longed to be held, to be desired and to recapture some. With one of her fingers she swiped away some of the cum from her face, a string of cum formed from her finger as she accentuated the movement of her hand to her mouth, sucking in the cum. She then turned to the older guy and walked toward him. Standing behind him, the guy had his head turned to watch, she rested he boobs on his shoulders. Clasping them in her hands she rubbed her nipples over the nape of his neck. I not sure how we coped with the cum smeared tits rasping his neck and shoulders,. ”“No, the color is off. It won’t contrast enough with your skin. It might look almost naked in the black and white shots.”“Shots?” Adi said nervously.“Of course shots. You’ve seen me work before. It not a one-click and done. It’s going to take a little while to get what I have in mind.”“Alright, alright! Let’s just get this over with.” Adi took the gray panties and left the room to change. She came back in a moment late wearing just the panties and now a mismatched bra.“Adi, lose the bra..