”“Do you want me naked, or semi-naked?“Male or female photographer?”“What is your preference Sylvia?”“Are you going to watch Ada?”Two ...ays later I am in my element as Ada watches me posing for Jim, a much younger professional, male photographer.For the first few shots I was fully clothed in an above the knee, back dress, heels and black stockings.Then Ada helped me off with the dress, leaving me with just my heels, stockings, garter belt and cupless bra.“I made love to you a week ago Sylvia.. With the next handful, her hand stayed between her legs. Her ass started making tiny little jiggles as she vibrated her hand in between her thighs. "Mmph! Mmmph! UNNNGH! Halleluja!" she yelled, before she stepped into the shower and pulled the curtain.While she was in the shower, I got semi-dressed to go get some ice and drinks. I was walking back with the ice bucket and a couple bottles of water when another motel room door opened. I didn't pay much attention at first, until I was inside our. However, I loved the female form, loved its beauty and shape, and the clothes that it suited. One of my girlfriends once suggested that the only perfect woman for me was me in a frock. This was at the end of a particularly stressful break-up I might add. It turns out she was right."Your flat. I knew you lived alone, and wasn't seeing anyone, so I did wonder a little at the lingerie drying in your kitchen."I sniffed. "Okay, fair point." Don't be mad at me, Tom. I know you must feel a little. She flinched before trying to pull away, but she couldn't move far enough before I began to push it past her lips. I met a lot of resistance, as I worked it into her. She began crying again, and asked me to stop. I released the toy, and it slowly slid from her body. I told her that if she told me what support assests they had access to, I would give her time unrestrained and a hot bath. She nodded, and composed herself. She informed me that there was a full complement of support assests, with.