”“She’s a really good friend of ours who travels with us and takes pictures of us, no matter where we are, or what we’re doing.”“Oh Really... You mean, everywhere? Anything?““Yes. Even in bed. Does that shock you?”“Not in the least. I hope I get to see all the photographs she’s taking of you and me, as we sit here.”“You will. You can even have a copy of them if you like ... Before she has to change that roll of film, there’s one I would love to have of you.”“Tell me.”“I would love to kiss. I was sucking her clit and flicking it with my tounge at the same time and she started a steady moan and took me deep in her mouth and wet her finger and pushed it in my ass. I did not know she was a squirter, she started flooding my mouth it was all I could take and started cumming myself humping up into her mouth as she ground her cunt on my mouth. We both were trying to swallow as much as we could but it was all over our faces. We laid there for a minute n she rolled off me both of us. I talked to her for a while she was wearing a nice yellow saree that day which made her look gorgeous. I always saw her body in class and admired her and thought of fucking her. I kept in correspondance with her by email for a while and then one day I called her. I said I will tell you what I am feeling about you and said I am fascinated about her and can not think of anything after meeting her last week. Even she was desperate I could sense and she said we should meet up as I can not talk on. It was an amazing feeling, but she wondered what exactly he was doing...andthen it hit her like a lightning bolt. He was milking her like an animal. Her mind went crazy at the image she knew she presented: here she was in astock, breasts dangling down, and a man was milking her breasts as if she werean animal. She had seen this exact action on the videotape, but the sensationwas totally different than just viewing it on a tape. She could picture herselfso clearly, and that was turning her on.