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beautiful ass. I couldn’t tear my eyes away, and I hoped she wouldn’t spot the bulge forming in the front of my slacks. Swallowing
deeply and trying to think of something other than fucking her, I aimed the camera at her, wanting to start the session before
I lost control. But before I could take a picture, Elizabeth lifted up her T-shirt.
I sucked in my breath and licked my lips. Elizabeth’s tits were mouth-watering, her nipples a beautiful shade of pink, and
also quite hard. “Go ahead,” she said, looking me right in the eye. “Take the pictures before I lose my nerve.” I clicked
off three quick shots of Elizabeth’s blushing face and hard nipples before she lowered her shirt and gave me a wide grin.
“I hope that happens to Henry,” she whispered, looking directly at the huge bulge in my pants. Then she stood and pulled down
her shorts, and after stepping out of them, she eased her panties over her hips. Turning her back to me, she bent over, and
the view of her ass was breathtaking. She looked over her shoulder at the camera and licked her full, red lips while I clicked
off another half-dozen shots.
“Will you pick up my panties so they won’t spoil the picture?” she asked in a voice so soft and sexy that it sent shivers
up and down my spine. They were dangling from one ankle and I squatted to pick them up. That position put my face so near
her bare ass that I could feel the heat radiating from it and could also smell the excitement from her pussy. I reached for
her panties with trembling hands, and when my fingers made contact with the warm, wet material, a jolt of lightning shot straight
to my cock. She lifted her foot so I could take the panties off.
I swallowed hard and stood up. My legs felt like rubber, my mouth was parched, and my dick was dancing in my shorts. I had
never been so turned on in my life. Elizabeth was hitting every one of my hot buttons, as if she knew what they were, which
made me wonder what Janet might have told her about our sex life. I started taking more pictures, not realizing that her panties
were still in my hand until she looked at them and grinned. Quickly, I dropped them onto the bed, and she laughed softly.
Then Janet appeared at the door without warning; I hadn’t even heard her come into the house.
“Finish up, you two,” she said. “Lunch is ready.” She didn’t seem the least bit bothered by the fact that Elizabeth was lying
on our bed, totally naked with her legs wide open. I began to wonder if something was up—something other than me, that is.
Since I had already taken plenty of shots, our session was over, so Elizabeth got dressed and joined Janet in the kitchen.
I followed a moment later, finding it difficult to eat my lunch after what had just transpired.
Taking pictures of the naked Elizabeth had made me hot and hard, so when she and my wife went shopping after lunch, I headed
straight for the bedroom. Lying down, I felt something strange under my pillow. I pulled it out and my jaw dropped. It was
Elizabeth’s panties, and there was a note pinned to the crotch.
“We will be gone for at least an hour. Have fun,” it read, with a lipstick kiss below her name. Excited, I did what I had
ached to do during the photo session. I pressed the damp cotton to my face, savoring the aroma of Elizabeth’s pussy while
my hand reached down and circled my very stiff cock. I took my time, pumping my shaft slowly while I relived the photo session
in my mind. Then, as my excitement increased, I wrapped Elizabeth’s moist panties around my dick. In my imagination, she was
watching me and egging me on as she played with her very wet cunt.
That brought me to one of the hottest climaxes of my life. I shot my load all over my stomach as I let out a huge roar, glad
that no one was in the house to hear. Then I got cleaned up and went to my darkroom to develop the two rolls of film I had
taken that day so they
deeply and trying to think of something other than fucking her, I aimed the camera at her, wanting to start the session before
I lost control. But before I could take a picture, Elizabeth lifted up her T-shirt.
I sucked in my breath and licked my lips. Elizabeth’s tits were mouth-watering, her nipples a beautiful shade of pink, and
also quite hard. “Go ahead,” she said, looking me right in the eye. “Take the pictures before I lose my nerve.” I clicked
off three quick shots of Elizabeth’s blushing face and hard nipples before she lowered her shirt and gave me a wide grin.
“I hope that happens to Henry,” she whispered, looking directly at the huge bulge in my pants. Then she stood and pulled down
her shorts, and after stepping out of them, she eased her panties over her hips. Turning her back to me, she bent over, and
the view of her ass was breathtaking. She looked over her shoulder at the camera and licked her full, red lips while I clicked
off another half-dozen shots.
“Will you pick up my panties so they won’t spoil the picture?” she asked in a voice so soft and sexy that it sent shivers
up and down my spine. They were dangling from one ankle and I squatted to pick them up. That position put my face so near
her bare ass that I could feel the heat radiating from it and could also smell the excitement from her pussy. I reached for
her panties with trembling hands, and when my fingers made contact with the warm, wet material, a jolt of lightning shot straight
to my cock. She lifted her foot so I could take the panties off.
I swallowed hard and stood up. My legs felt like rubber, my mouth was parched, and my dick was dancing in my shorts. I had
never been so turned on in my life. Elizabeth was hitting every one of my hot buttons, as if she knew what they were, which
made me wonder what Janet might have told her about our sex life. I started taking more pictures, not realizing that her panties
were still in my hand until she looked at them and grinned. Quickly, I dropped them onto the bed, and she laughed softly.
Then Janet appeared at the door without warning; I hadn’t even heard her come into the house.
“Finish up, you two,” she said. “Lunch is ready.” She didn’t seem the least bit bothered by the fact that Elizabeth was lying
on our bed, totally naked with her legs wide open. I began to wonder if something was up—something other than me, that is.
Since I had already taken plenty of shots, our session was over, so Elizabeth got dressed and joined Janet in the kitchen.
I followed a moment later, finding it difficult to eat my lunch after what had just transpired.
Taking pictures of the naked Elizabeth had made me hot and hard, so when she and my wife went shopping after lunch, I headed
straight for the bedroom. Lying down, I felt something strange under my pillow. I pulled it out and my jaw dropped. It was
Elizabeth’s panties, and there was a note pinned to the crotch.
“We will be gone for at least an hour. Have fun,” it read, with a lipstick kiss below her name. Excited, I did what I had
ached to do during the photo session. I pressed the damp cotton to my face, savoring the aroma of Elizabeth’s pussy while
my hand reached down and circled my very stiff cock. I took my time, pumping my shaft slowly while I relived the photo session
in my mind. Then, as my excitement increased, I wrapped Elizabeth’s moist panties around my dick. In my imagination, she was
watching me and egging me on as she played with her very wet cunt.
That brought me to one of the hottest climaxes of my life. I shot my load all over my stomach as I let out a huge roar, glad
that no one was in the house to hear. Then I got cleaned up and went to my darkroom to develop the two rolls of film I had
taken that day so they
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