Photographs and Memories

Just a little scene that passed through my waking dreams last night…

He wished he had more photographs of her. That was only one of several thoughts that went through his head as he put his clothes away.

“Do hurry up,” she said from behind him.

She sat on the edge of the bed in a very unladylike pose. Her feet rested on the edge of the frame. Her knees raised above a right angle and her womanly charms fully exposed to anyone who looked at her straight on, which, at the moment, he was not doing. Her nipples were erect in the fresh evening air. Just looking at her made his cock harden. He quickly finished up and walked back into the room.

“What were you thinking about,” she asked.

She wrapped her arms around his neck as he stepped up between her legs. She pulled him close and kissed him, their tongues battling as his cock swelled.

“I was thinking I wished I had more pictures of you,” he said between their kisses.

She reached down and wrapped his cock in her hand. She played the head of it up and down over her clit, a sexy smile on her face.

“Get your camera. Take as many pictures as you want, then shave my cunny bald and take more until your cock is oozing so hard you have to ram it inside of me while we make a video. What do you think about that?”

He knew his cock leapt in her hand, and they both laughed.

“You have to let me go, first,” he said.

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