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Dream Photo SessionEvery time I stopped to change set arrangements or light positions I couldn’t help but look at either her eyes …or her nipples. Something drew me to both like a moth to a flame. It took all my will power not to touch her, I was doing everything I could to be a gentleman and a proffessional. I thik it was about 15 minutes into the session with barely a word between wither of us that she asked “Do you have anything to drink in this place? As lovely as it is…I’m really quite thirsty and nervouse. Do you have some wine around?”I once again stood slackjawed. In all my battles to be a gentleman…I’d neglected my client. “I’m so sorry…of Course we have wine! Would you like a Chardonnay, Pinot, Savignon Blanc or I think theres even some rum and all manners of soda! Pick your poison””Pinot she quipped….that’d be great!”Off I ran to the kitchen/changing room to get a glass of coolish Oregon Pinot and a rum & diet coke for myself. As I handed her her glass she smiled britely and sat up…exposing more of her breasts. As if we’d been married for years….not a hint of embarrasment or shyness.We chit chatted about for several minutes as I toyed with the lites and backgrounds again and I turned to ask her if she’d care to change into anything else. AS I fully turned to fae her….she was standing….naked…as the day she was born…her clothes a pile around her feet.She was lovely. I battled to not step forward and smother her in a hug and a kiss right then & there. “Well………I guess you are comfy enough now to ugh, “get naked”, ehh? Great…ughm…lets make good use of that lovely form and get you on this couch………”No sooner had the words come out of my mouth and I caught the implications I looked up into her eyes…and she stepped forward and looked straight into my eyes and repleid “Well, its about time you said something …I was beginnig to think you’d lost interest in me!” Withthat…she took my hand and placed it on her left breast as she pressed her lips to mine. Our tongues met half way as my fingers felt the silky smoothness and warmth of her flash. Her areola swelled and my fingers lightly kneaded it. A small moan filled her throat and I kissed harder. My free hand swept across her back and down to softly cup her derriere, drawing her closer. My head filled with the scent of mingled cologne and natural musky sex. I felt myself loosing control…I so wanted to just sweep her off her feet and make mad, passionate love to her…wave after wave of raw un-adulterated sex but I knew I wanted to make it last. I was sure the minute I was naked and pressed my cock near the edges of her wet, hot sex I’d explode uncontrollably. I had to make it last.Slowly I pressed her back till the backs of her knees hit the couch/loveseat. She sat back slowly while her arms clung around my neck….easing herself back. I broke my kis from her lips…and started a trail down her neck…teasing the sides…across the tops of her shoulders and down over her nipples. I langusied eryaman escort over each nipple…sucking…teasing….tugging litely between my teeth. Each nipple grew with it’s torture. I softly yet firmly squeezed each breaast…working from one to the other. Listening to her labored breathing I paced myself till I finally broke and softly kissed down over her belly My fingers grazed over her hips…..now raising with anticipation as I teased and gently tickled with touch and tongue. My nose was filled with the aroma of her sex……warm, wanton and urging me faster to please her. I lifted her up and pressed my nose to the cleft of her hood….her clitoris eagerly peeking from between it’s swollen folds almost calling to grasp it between my lips. My lips covered her swollen sex, receiving it’s first taste of her devine nectar. Oh heaven….sweet heaven…..it was mind numbing and ever exciting. It took everything I could to slow down and continue my torture. Slowly I delved tween her lips with the tip of my tongue….and licked ever so slolwy from orifice to underide of her clit. Then I stopped anc sucked it gently between my lips….and held it. Unmoving……..just savoring the aroma…the taste…the sounds of her labored breathing. The gentle quivers of her body as I kneaded the stony-firm nubs of her nips with my fingers.I began to flick my tongue over her clit with alternating circles and darts. SOme hard…some butterfly soft and almost just grazing. Her hands and fingers began to tug at my hair….her words unintelligable and somtimea profane. My cock ached……it’s head a deepening purple. A wet spot the size of a silver dollar graced the front of my jeans, precum oozing almost uncontrollably from it’s slit.I lifted her up and pressed my nose to the cleft of her hood….her clitoris eagerly peeking from between it’s swollen folds almost calling to grasp it between my lips. My lips covered her swollen sex, receiving it’s first taste of her devine nectar. Oh heaven….sweet heaven…..it was mind numbing and ever exciting. It took everything I could to slow down and continue my torture. Slowly I delved tween her lips with the tip of my tongue….and licked ever so slolwy from orifice to underide of her clit. Then I stopped anc sucked it gently between my lips….and held it. Unmoving……..just savoring the aroma…the taste…the sounds of her labored breathing. The gentle quivers of her body as I kneaded the stony-firm nubs of her nips with my fingers.I began to flick my tongue over her clit with alternating circles and darts. SOme hard…some butterfly soft and almost just grazing. Her hands and fingers began to tug at my hair….her words unintelligable and somtimea profane. My cock ached……it’s head a deepening purple. A wet spot the size of a silver dollar graced the front of my jeans, precum oozing almost uncontrollably from it’s slit.I feel your fingers fumble at my jeans button and zipper, finally releasing my captive, swollen cock from it’s escort eryaman cottony confines. It’s precum covered head and shaft fill your hand as you slip your fingers past the teeth of the zipper. I shiver as your warm fingers engulf my shaft. I involuntarily thrust my hips forward to meet your strokes. COntroll be damned…I want to just thrust into you like the madman that possesses my mind and lust now. I kick off my loafers and step from the jeans now tangling around my ankles, testing my balance and patience as I struggle to keep my tongue pressed to your cleft and my cock in your silky warm grasp.I hear you coo “Stand up, I want to suck you ……….” and I reluctantly stand up, my cock obediantly wagging in front of me…anxious to feel your touch. AS your lips engulf the swollen, silky cream covered head I close my eyes tight and feel them roll back. My breath almost stops as I feel each inch you press between your lips. Your tongue tortures the underside as I feel your grip around the base of my cock tighten. Your free hand teases the underside of my sac……making me almost stop breathing. Time is at a standstill….a roar fills my ears. My eyes though closed are filling with a techicolor rainbow of greed, excitement and lust. It feel slike hours as I feel your head bob up and down my shaft…sucking…..expelling, gripping, teasing….sometimes totally releasing and blowing over. I look down to see my shaft…shiney with your saliva, a silky thread of spit connected to the edgs of your lips…barely an inch from it’s purple tip. Your eyes are cast upwards, almost seeking a reply, a remark….a comment..perhaps praise. All I can muster is a deep gutteral growl and a lusty smile as I grasp your hair and toy with it’s silky softness. I battle the urge to thrust forward and impale your mouth. Almost in anticipation your open your mouth and suck me deep once again………swirling the tip with the end of your tongue.My knee’s begin to shake, my sac tigthens, my shaft swells a few millitmeters as I feel that tingling sensation deep in my balls. I feel a freighttrain of pleasure traveling up my spine and manage to mumble “Oh God”.In anticipation again….you press me deeper into your mouth…taking my full length and pressing your nose against my pubic hair. You realse the grip around the base of my cock as you feel me buck into your face. Ribbon after ribbon of salty, sweat cream explode onto your tongue. I feel you gag then swallow. Ingesting all I pump into your mouth. I feel you humm as I regain my senses and look back down into your eyes. A twinkle fills both. I reach down and pull you up by the shoulders and press my lips to yours. I taste the musky, salty remains of my own sex as our tongues tangle. My hands softly carress your back as I hold you firmly in my grasp. Our hug feels like it last for minutes but I know it’s barely seconds untill I press you back into the couch and pick your legs up and step between them. Leaning forward I press the head of my eryaman escort bayan cock against your swollen sex. Hot, pink and anxious. I slolwy press forward and impale you with just the tip….and stop. I feel your heat……like a molten cavern of cream…..pressing around the head.Your eyes are closed and a subtle smile is crossing your lips. Inch by inch I press forward….filling you until I have no more to offer. I clench my glute muscles and make my cock “jump/twitch” deep inside you. A small moan escapes your lips as I feel you raise your hips in search of another inch to fill your aching lust.I pull out and again….slowly inch myself back inwards….taking barely a second less then the first time. EAch stroke is barely faster then the preceeding…..but…the wait at the end of each stroke is longer. After what feels like hours I pick the pace up and now begin to slam myself harder into you. EAch stroke shakes your breasts more & more. Eventually the pounding turns to slapping as the wetness covers my sac with each resounding slap against your supple derriere.Pulling out I quickly drop to my knees and press my face to your wet, creamy clit. Covering it with my hot lips I softly suck untill just your clit is between my lips. I stop and languish as I look up into your eyes, which are appearanlty rolled back into your head which is tilted back against the couch cushions. Your face is drawn tightly in a grimmace of pleasure and pain as I presume you are battling to control your own mutual orgasm.Gently I circle my tongue tip around the edges of your clit and hood….grwoing farther and farther from your pink, swollen button.I pull back and suck first one then 2 fingers into my mouth, covering them in my warm saliva before I slip them inside your creamy lips. I roll them over so I can curl them upwards and massage the underside of yor g-spot. Once I’ve securely found it I return to orally torturing you. Your hips bucking tell me that I must be doing something right….and the firm gripping of my hair seconds the indications. As I intemitanly suck and flick my tongue over your clit…I press firmly upwards…massageing. Suddenly…I feel your lips and vaginal muscles grips my fingers…..you grunt an almost primal exhalation and your hips thrust upwards. For seconds I’m unable to extract my fingers as I feel increasing wetness and pressure. Your face slowly relaxes to a blisfull glow as you look down into my eyes. Your fingers trace a line over my cheek as I smile upwards towards your face. I release my fingers from inside you and slowly snuggle back up on the couch to curl with you at my side………….For several minutes…no words are exchanged…just the soft sounds of breathing. HUgs are exchanged….soft carresses….but…no words.I get up to go to the washroom to get a warm, wet washcloth to wipe you as you raise to get dressed. Minutes later….you are heading out the door. Barely a word has been exchanged except that I’d be e-mailing you a link of the proofs to look over in a few days. As you turn to exit the door….you leave witha soft kiss…blown from your hand and a gentle smile.Friends…good friends sometimes don’t have to say anything. Because….good friends rarely ever part for good.

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