Not only for the obvious reasons, but because though I’d remembered her name when I developed the photos, I hadn’t thought to make a note of the c...ntact details. Not that I would have tried to contact her, but perhaps somehow if I hung around long enough where she lived I might get to see her, to capture her on film. She wouldn’t be posing for me, but they would be my photos of her.Still, if that was impossible, I could search for another woman, someone else with the power to possess my. ” I slid closer to her on the bed and pulled her closer to me.Now her face was just inches away from me. We both looked at each other. There was no need for words to understand. The lust and desire in her eyes said it all. She slowly flashed a sexy smile, and playfully gave a single lick on my lips. I returned her sexy gesture and licked her lips back.After two to three licks from each other, we locked our lips deeply and shared a deep and passionate kiss. The kiss was long, deep, and very. Quickly, and without bothering to guide the cocks, she slammed her arse down on to my lap. The two cocks went straight up and in to her holes.Patti let out a little squeal as the rubber dicks penetrated her deeply. I felt the back of the strap-on slam against my clit. Instantly, Patti rose up again, the cocks almost coming out of her, then she slammed down again, her arse slapping on my thighs. My hands moved quickly from her hips to her swaying tits, I held them and allowed them to bounce in. In the building across the street, in a window level with ours, stood a man in a dark suit. He was tall and handsome, younger than us. When he saw us looking at him, he smiled and waved, then gave a nod of encouragement. I turned back to my lovely wife, sprawled on the little sofa. I handed her her glass of champagne and clinked it with mine, taking a sip. Lucky guy, I said as I set my glass down. But not as lucky as me. I poured a little bubby on her pussy and licked it up before it could run.