. “panties”……“lower them to your ankles” ……. “ its not going to hurt too much”…….“Are you starting to come around, good”M... eyes opened and the sun shone on my face, blinding me.No…. not the sun. there was no heat. The brightness was artificial. The LED lighting panels used by the photographer.It was inches from my face and I couldn’t see anything.It hurt to keep my eyes open so I shut them tightly. I could still see the lights through my closed eyelids.Had looking directly into the lights. Our mouths meet, tongues searching deep into each other. I lift her jumper revealing small, creamy, white breasts; her pink erect nipples showing how horny she is. My cock betrays me too, and soon Bunty is unzipping my fly. I help her by undoing my belt. I yank down my trousers with my cock bulging under my boxers. She pulls them down -my dick springing out as it is released, I am going to give this MILF the fucking of her life!I turn her around, push her against the wall of the cubicle and. I stroked until her G-spot swelled in to a blob that pushed against my fingers. My pinky was missing out on all the action, so I changed up my fingers, giving the index finger some fresh air. I pressed against her G-spot like it was a busted keyboard. Anjali shook. She bowed her head to my ear to finally spill the secret. It was aaah aaaah! Aaaaaahhhh. She reached between her legs and grabbed my wrist and pulled my fingers away. “You’re going to make me cum if you keep doing that,” she. God." Welcome back," I replied. "How are you feeling?" Oh, wow! Jeez-us fucking Christ!" was the best she could manage. I left it at that for a while.As we entered my home suburb she seemed to come out of it a bit. "Oh, Mr Walker," she began.This odd formality made me smile. "Don't you think you should call me James?"She giggled. "Yes. Thank you, James. Thank you for everything. To think we've worked together all this time and I never knew! Where, where, did you learn to shag like that?" Well,".