"Smile, Kirsten. Look beautiful!" The whirring stopped, the flash went off, and the portrait was made. "Can we do one more?" said Kirsten. ... Once again the camera was set and Carlo stood at her side, but his time when the shutter snapped, Kirsten's hand had snaked around Carlo's waist and taken hold of the big cock that hung between her lover's thighs. They laughed together. "Why are you taking these photographs, Carlo?" "Please don't worry, Kirsten.. So, that was how Mona and I started out, we really liked each other a lot and the sex was phenomenal.It became phenomenal and frequent. Mostly at her place but sometimes she would put Sierra with a sitter and come over to my apartment but mostly it was at hers.Her job allowed her to work from home at times, never exactly on a fixed schedule but if I was out and about and horny, which was often, I would call or just simply go by and see if she was home and available for a bit of fun.I learned. She was wearing no underwear and her firm tits were erect and her pussy hair was shaven into a nice inch thick line. I moved and kissed her. She lay down on the sofa and I rested on top of her. I ran my tongue down the centre of her body to her pussy and slowly slipped my tongue in her mice warm juicy pussy. I slowly pushed it in and moved it around. She groaned and pushed my head in further, until I was French kissing her pussy. I couldn’t pull my head away because she was holding it there so. I don’t know why, maybe it was instinct but as I had my thumbs pushing between her cheeks she bent down slightly as if to help me find the way, “Mmm sir, that is so um.. oh yess” she sighed as I felt my thumb now pressing against her little starfish.I moved right to the edge of my seat and in doing so my stiff throbbing cock slipped out my fly for all the world to see apart from Tiff who had her back to me I decided it was time to give up on the ‘adjusting’ idea as her arse was so sweet to the.