She opened the back of the car and slightly bent down to open her bag. I saw this as an opportunity, so I pressed my hardening crotch against her ass ...and guided my hands to unzip her camping-shorts.“what are you doing?” She asked, but she didn’t resist.“Well you said you wanted to have some public action”, I replied as I pulled her shorts and slid my fingers under her panties to massage her cunt.“Keep going”, she softly moaned.My hands had also pulled her panties down to her ankles and her bare. So not being totally selfish, I decided to do something nice in return. On the anniversary of the night Dad went into the home, I took mom out to a nice, dark Italian restaurant for dinner to thank her for all she has given me as well as a night out away from her sadness. Although I wanted to show her a good time, I also wanted her to be grateful for me staying as well as fearful of me leaving. So, to do so, I purposely stayed away from her for a couple of weeks to make her really miss me. I. No, the only reason I wanted to talk to you is to get a better idea of what you want to get from them. I want to know what you’re looking for.”“Well, honestly, it was the second shoot I did with Hayley that really turned me towards erotic photography. I don’t mean porn. Any idiot can film or photograph two girls, three girls, a guy and a girl fucking, whatever. I am more thinking about the intimate little things that they overlook. I see photography as an art. I love all aspects of it, the. I paused at the maximum reach of my penetration so that both of us could savor the feeling. Mrs. X smiled at me and winked. The feeling as I withdrew my cock back to the starting point was almost as delightful as the act of penetration. I didn't pause at this point but returned to penetrating without delay. My strokes were slow and deliberate at this stage, and Mrs. X seemed to appreciate the stroke rate as much as I did. After a few strokes, I did speed up just a little, but I was still not.