The wait was agonising and my heart pumped angrily in my chest. My fingers tingled in anticipation and every thud on the stairs from the staff room to...the shop echoed loudly in my mind. I half-wished that she got upstairs and found that the batteries weren't charged or that she didn't have the right memory card, but the beautiful student appeared in the doorway to the shop with a wide grin and a large camera."Guess it's time," I murmured, and she didn't disagree with me. "What do you want me to. One, whose photos of even the most mundane, turns people and objects into works of art, a photographer just like me.Working in the city and traveling abroad to exotic places in Europe, the Caribbean or even South America, on photo shoots or romantic getaways with some handsome lover, what life could be better?No, this place just is not me.I don't understand the city. In the summer, the over heated steel, glass and concrete structures bake you. It stinks of burnt cooking oil, sweat, and urine.. "Well, it's you again. Hello! Are you becoming a regular customer?" Brett asked me smiling."Actually, if you recall, Brett, I didn't buy anything my last visit so technically that wouldn't qualify me as a customer yet. Besides, " I continued, "I already have a large butt plug at home. Today however, I'm here to see what time you will be available for dinner with me tonight? That is, if you're interested and not married? I didn't see a ring on your finger." No, I'm not married, " Brett answered.. I sucked, pinched, fondled and squeezed her nipples till they became sore.“Basturd!! The nipples are paining!” she moaned.“You bitch! First you have these sexy boobs, then you want to play and now after enjoying you protest?!”“I allowed you to play and not to eat!”Then she gave me a boob fuck (thrusting the cock between the boobs and the glans goes in and out of the mouth) and I ejaculated on her chest. I brought jam, chocolate sauce and cream from the fridge and “garnished” her body with it..