“Yes can I help you?“I’m Jane from the hotel,“Oh I’m so pleased you rang me I would like to thank you for yesterday and if you would like to... come over to my studio this week I could show you the pictures we have taken for the brochure and if its ok with you I would like to take some more photos of you to keep in my studio to display my work,“I’m not sure about that what sort of photos are we talking about? What ever you want me to take, anyway see you say Friday,“Ok that fine it’s my day off I. His delicious wife began to shiver beneath him, her firm sleek thighs rubbing his loins in what appeared to be hunger. ''You want to make love to me, don't you?" she breathed."Yes, yes I want to." How... ?" her question was unexpected, and sent an electrifying current through him. It was really something new to hear her ask for a good screwing, but then to want to know how! Yes, change was what was needed, for his eagerly pulsing cock leaped spontaneously with the added dimension."Hard!" he. Our bathroom is long and narrow as I look the bath is to the left with the taps against the far wall opposite the door is the toilet and the sink is on the right. My mother is laying in the bath with her back to me and I can see the book she is reading and a glass of wine balanced on the bath edge. Now I wait, the minutes pass slowly as she reads and drinks and my knees begin to ache so I stop looking and sit back crossed legged listening. At last I hear the sound of water moving, splashing. ." I nod and run my tongue over the now thick dried wax that dripped down her perky chest, pushing my hand over hers, holding it before dripping the second strand. Before she could his I press my lips to hers, opening my mouth and tasting her emotions on her lips. Squeezing her hand, reassuring her. Her tiny body exhales, calming down with my touch. " it hurts.." she whispers to me, " We can stop if you like.." I whisper back, not caring if I had work in the morning, or even if I got enough.