LL
Due to travel and book writing, I fear I have neglected revealing more of that part of my photographic portfolios that I want you to see. That is for the most obvious of reasons of course. The ones that I have recited in the past. To show that your gloating way back in 2006, your smugness at having seemingly out maneuvered me were entirely misplaced. Of course, you didn't know that at the time.
In future I will organize what I show you into categories, but for now here a few more shots covering encounters of which you were entirely unaware.
The first three photos are from 'out West' as I am sure you'll figure out. Two from Wyoming, and one from Colorado. Taken on my travels.
This lady had a great voice for C & W, at least I thought so and that;s what I told her as she sang for me. I took this one in the barn on her place way out in the country, but not too far from the Interstate. She was up for the photos (the one below is her too) but taken on my way back, going through to Idaho and Oregon.
A woman on her own and a man in a similar position - this was 2006 - doesn't leave too much to the imagination, does it LL. We enjoyed each other several times on on two separate occasions...going there and coming back. I like both photos, but the one below reminds of how great her boobs were. They remained that way pretty much even when she was on her back...receiving service. A firm choice methinks!
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As I said above LL, this one was taken in Colorado. At the time I was taking reams of photos on my journey through the western States, partly by plane and partly by hire car. I tried not to use hotels/ motels all the time and instead seek out B & B's (this was way before Airbnb). mainly because I liked the idae of being in the community and with a family most times.
I arrived at this lady's place to find I was not only the one guest she had but she was just the one 'family member'. After the first night and a day out on my own taking photos and exploring the area near where I was staying, she asked if I would take her photo (for free). Given that the photos started with fully clothed versions and passed through what you see above to total nudity...the inevitable happened. She had a need and given that she had one hell of a figure, I felt 'obliged' to fill her need...several times. Lucky old me!
Given who you were with and still are...poor old you! 😁
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A little further west and this is California.
Los Angeles and its environs are home to millions of people...and quite a few women. I had earned something of a reputation in that part of the world through Kim. You make have to rack your brain LL, but she was the lady I was in a relationship with but who was sadly killed in a traffic accident over here.
She had mentioned my skills to a lot of her friends and contacts. After her demise I had many requests for my services - photographic ones, that is. Among the early commissions was Karyn, above.
I took this shot in her bedroom.....
You may not have 'desired' me but I can tell lots of other women did and often at the drop of a hat...or should that be panties.
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Over the Atlantic for this one, which was taken a short way down the driveway of you know where. You could call Jackie a house guest I guess. We met quite by chance - like a lot of things in life it would never have happened if I hadn't decided to stop off on the edge of Norwich for a spot of lunch at a pub.
Jackie worked where I used to LL - in fact at one point in the past she was my assistant. The corporate center I worked in had been moved out to a business park nearby and she was in for lunch. I walked in saw her and said hello. We sat together and caught up. She asked what I was doing and I explained that I now did my own thing, without too much detail.
After lunch we walked out to the car park together and chatted. She admired my car. In a different class to that of you and your man. Then she said would I give a her a ride in it. I forgot to mention...it was my first Aston Martin.
She had the time so we went for a quick spin before I returned her to the car park. Just before she got out of the car she turned to me put her hands on both my cheeks and kissed me - I kissed her back. Then she broke away. She told me she had always wanted to do that when we were working together, but she knew, obviously, that I was a married man back then. Now I was widowed for a couple of years, she didn't feel constrained. She put her hand on my crotch and said maybe we could get acquainted sometime, looking down to where her hand was resting.
As you can see above LL, Jackie is a very attractive young woman (then). We arranged to meet up for a meal out and go from there.
Eventually, a few days later, and after the meal we returned to my place. There was no doubt in both our minds what would take place and despite our age difference (which I found made no difference to most women I met) she seemed genuinely attracted to me LL. No dates...they might 'upset' you. Remember you went down that path first. A game two can play...you might say.
We never made it to bed straightaway. She was undoing my belt and shirt while I was still walking through the kitchen - you know the one LL. She stripped my shirt off and threw it to the floor as I unzipped her dress. That fell to the floor too. Next her bar and my chinos.
Her panties were pretty skimpy but still on and I lay my hands on her hips just above them and drew her toward me and we kissed. I could feel her warm smooth skin under my hands, her nipples a centimeter from my chest and her groin pressed hard against my swelling down there.
She said something like...someone seems interested, let's see who we have here. With that she slid my briefs down and I did the same with hers.
Receptive was an understatement, she was wet and I could fell, wide open. We just about made it to the day room large couch LL and we made love there. Just as she was coming I grabbed both her boobs and squeezed them and she took off so to speak. Not the first woman that had been laid there.
We went to bed and I took her again before we fell asleep in each other's arms. I woke first the following morning and made Jackie tea when I finally heard her stirring. I re-joined her in bed and we sat up drinking our tea affording me a lovely view of her boobs. She told me that was the first time she had slept with her boss and then went onto to correct herself and say, her ex boss.
After a chat and having finished our tea I leaned over and caressed her breasts as she sat up against the pillows. Finally we both lay down and I buried myself between her legs and started using my tongue which brought forth the expected gasps and response.
She held her legs wide apart for me and I slowly teased her and brought her to a climax. She convulsed as she came and her face was flushed with blood. I stood, gently moved her to the side of the bed and then she holding her legs up, I entered her. She wanted it hard and fast and that is what she got. I was rock solid. The more I looked down at her lovely body and the more I thrust the harder I became. She loved it...I could tell by her moans and screams.
Finally, I came and we collapsed side by side.
Later that day, I think it was a Sunday, I took a series of photos for her and for me. The one above LL was taken then.
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Back over the Pond for this one, taken in Pennsylvania on a commission for this rather wealthy young lady who is making coffee.
We had done the normal shots (of her fully clothed). She took good portraits and long shots, and was a natural posing for the camera. In fact, with a few exceptions, most of the women I took (take) photos of were/are good at posing. You weren't too bad either, LL.
As the day progressed she was more and more at ease with the camera, I recall...as many of my subjects were/are. Hence, by the time she had changed yet again out of some casual stuff, she reappeared ready for some topless shots, after the coffee.
All I can say is that I remember her small boobs were very firm and pointed. Quite arousing really, but I should have stuck with my camera....and I did, although I know there was interest from her. I guess most women get horny easily in their earlier years and this young filly was quite frisky.
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There's a book called 'A Year in Provence', LL. This lady spent but just a week in my company in Provence and it was pretty damn good.
Hilary, believe it or not, is an investment banker in London. We met through a party in the apartment complex I lived in then near Docklands (I was also living in Norfolk as the mood took me). We got on pretty well back in London, and a few, more than a few nights of wild sex cemented our friendship. In the year in question, 2005, she asked if I would go on holiday with her as she had no intention of going anywhere alone or with 'girls'.
I think I said....where to then? Provence was the answer so we agreed a location and accommodation and flew out to Nimes airport. Hired a car there and made our way to our destination which wasn't that far.
We had a great week. The place we rented was private with access to the shore and quaintly old but updated inside. We both found the countryside around and the small private cove nearby ...'relaxing. What a week though. Sex in the country, sex on the beach (not the cocktail!) and naturally sex in bed.
Hilary literally let her hair down. I hadn't realized how long it was until this vacation. We sat out sipping wine with little or nothing on, sometimes 'playing' with each other...and you know where that ends up!
When the photo above was taken we had both made and eaten a good lunch and drunk a fair bit of wine. The shot was taken in the garden. Given what I was looking at through the viewfinder, the inevitable happened and we had sex in the garden on a blanket in the long grass. There's something special about sex outside LL, although it's a little late for you to try it now😄!
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A commission - California. Need more be said? A couple of comments that apply to a lot of women from that State, at least quite a few of the ones I met. Boob jobs and lip jobs, apart from anything else.
Photo taken at her place on the northern edge of LA.
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Georgia - the State, not the woman. From my travels across the southern States. Georgia was alway s on my mind, back then. This lady had boobs that stood, if that's the word, the laying down test. That is they still stood up. Very firm and responsive 10/10 in my book.
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Black and white section. My favorite medium.
The next three photos are all from commissions, so no further comments.
London
Bristol...appropriately
Wiltshire, UK...on the way back from Bristol. Amazing what you can pack into a weekend of commissions LL
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Back to further encounters of the more earthy kind. Down to earth and right down, in a manner of speaking.
I walked into this London hotel in 2005, I think it was June, again on an intro for a commission. Cathy, above, had gotten my name/number from friends over here in the States and wanted me to take some shots of her on vacation in London. Wealthy, she stayed at the Savoy and that is where we met up.
St James Park and Hyde Park were chosen for a morning's shoot, so I hoisted my gear into another taxi at the Savoy and we set off. later we returned to the Savoy for lunch and then Cathy said she wanted to change, quite naturally and invited me to wait for her in her suite. I had planned some indoor portrait shots so it was, in my mind at the time, a good place to take them although I hadn't mentioned that to her.
She had other plans...
After disappearing, ostensibly to change, she reappeared in the Savoy bath robe, supplied. I was sitting ready with my camera waiting, and said nothing when she walked into the room. She's a well endowed lady as you can see LL. Her cleavage was quite apparent too. Just take some informal shots I think she said as she walked over to the window. So I did. It was then, with her back to me that she allowed that robe to slide off her shoulders...and then all the way to the ground.
She remained standing there with her hands on her hips and asked me to come over and massage her shoulders. An invitation that couldn't be refused. (incidentally, this was just after my trip to Bristol and return via Wiltshire - life was full of 'fun and opportunities' then, LL).
I stopped taking shots after making sure I had some of her beautiful figure from behind and walked over and placed my hands on her shoulders. She was right, she did need a massage; I could feel the tension in her shoulder muscles. As I gently massaged her shoulders, I could feel her loosening up. I asked where the tension had come from and she said she hated flying, so that was probably it.
Her butt was by now pressed against my groin and I kept one hand on her left shoulder while I worked lower down her back. I was hard and she could feel it. She turned and suggested there was a much better way to release her tension, which we both knew was on the cards anyway. She undid my shirt buttons and belt. Pressing her breast against me I could feel their warmth and her nipples. As she worked on lowering my chinos, my hands wandered down from her waist and grabbed her butt.
By now we were both naked. We kissed and she allowed my hard member to slide between her legs. She was already wet down there. What an afternoon LL!
She eased back slightly to look down at the wet noises emanating from between her legs and I took the opportunity to squeeze those generous breasts. We made it to the bedroom and were all over each other - she working on my cock with her hands and me exploring as much of her body as I could while being 'taken in hand', in a manner of speaking. She laid back on the bed opened and raised her legs as I went between them and leaned down to suck on those breasts, long and slow.
There was pleant there and as she teased herself with my cock I languished on her breasts. Then as I felt her getting closer to a climax with that teasing I reached down and slid myself inside her. Right inside her as far as I could go. I was thick and very hard and she loved it, judging by the initial gasp and those that followed.
I pulled her back toward the edge of the bed by her legs and, still inside her, managed to stand. That gave me the purchase I wanted and holding her legs I thrust into her. Hammering agisnt her clit after her own attentions made her come quite quickly. I wanted this for her as I knew that after she had come she would enjoy my thrusting even more....and so it was to the point of crying out loud. I am sure she came gain and I was still hard and not there yet. The lubrication was gorgeous and we slid together like a well oiled machine. I'm not sure how much she could take but her pussy was wide, wide open, its lips formed perfectly round my cock.
Her boobs were bouncing around as I I thrust into her again and again and then eventually accompanied by her cries I felt myself nearing a climax. I exploded into her just as she came for a third time - something of a record even for me LL. She looked exhausted temporarily, flushed, perspiring and totally relaxed. I was still inside her pumping the last of me there. She liked the fact I didn't withdraw immediately. As I stayed there I lowered her legs which hung over the side of the bed, still wide apart. I placed both my hands on her boobs and squeezed them...after all LL they had only had a good sucking.
Surprisingly, they were still quite hard and her nipples responded to my attentions by also hardening. Limp as I was by now, I could feel stirrings down below egged on by the response from her boobs. She was still lying there eyes closed, so I told her to turn over which she did and then I told her to kneel, which she also did. I remained standing and caressed her but and fingered her pussy and still erect clit. She murmured in response. Then I grabbed her hips and using one hand slid myself inside her again. This time I took things on a long and slow somewhat circular journey rotating myself inside her so that she felt every part of her stimulated. We talked as this slow build up took place. She told me she loved the way I had made love to her, and the fact that I was inside her again and taking things slowly.
I guess eventually I found her G-spot because she started gasping quite quickly with no undue stimulation from me. All of a sudden she came again I felt her contracting on me and so taking my cue I gave her everything I had in one big, rapid build up I left what I had inside her when I came and at the same time she squirted. A rare occurrence among most women. She couldn't stop saying OMG, omg, omg for several moments...her body reacting to what was a multiple orgasm.
I never once suspected that you would perform like that ,she told me later in the shower...together. But you know don't you LL.
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Another great time or two or three etc etc - with Tracey - the lady above. She was what you might call a 'fuck buddy' in modern parlance. No strings for either of us just a convenient outlet for our sexual frustrations, although I had few as finding a woman seemed to just happen.
We met back in 04 LL - immediately after your revelation in Florida. She lived then near Stansted airport on a new development in a nearby town. Given the times I went to the airport it wasn't difficult to stay over at her place whenever. She was in her thirties when the above photo was taken and had a penchant for sexy underwear, complimented by her her big boobs.
Tracy was divorced, no children and quite a horny lady. So much so that to begin with we met with some regularity...sometimes after I had dropped you off for your flight home. Knowing that you were playing away from March 2004 erased any conscience I had over seeking solace and sex elsewhere.
Tracy and I enjoyed a relationship of and to our mutual satisfaction. She loved to ride me, lowering her boobs down to my mouth for attention as she rocked on my cock. She was what I would term an easy 'comer'. She climaxed very easily, I guess due to a hyper-sensitive clit. I know that to be the case from my 'lick and flick' sessions with her. She had no qualms about giving me similar attention or swallowing what I produced. Like you she also loved it when I came over her breasts. She would rub it all over them before we squeezed into her shower for more fun, caressing and, occasionally, some sex from behind. It was not unusual for her to come three times in a session.
I once took her four times before we went to bed one hot summer's day...and you know LL, that I can.
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We skip back over the Atlantic to here, in New England, for my next little tale about Jess (Jessica). She's not much taller than you so that makes her around 5' 5". She made up for it with a great figure and wonderful boobs.
Before I met Ash, I spent time in New England looking at places and eventually bought one near Concord, NH. Not the place we have now. It came with some pasture and shortly after buying it, I was asked if I would rent the meadows for a local girl's horses. This was all done by 'phone. I did a little research on local rents for pasture and we came to an agreement. The lady knew my place so we agreed to meet in Concord and 'seal the deal' over lunch. As we hadn't met at that point, I described myself and she likewise. I said I would get to the restaurant first and wait in the parking lot for her.
We met had lunch and agreed the rental. We found we got on well together and I agreed she could bring the first of her horses over the next day. She turned up the next morning bright and early with some equipment/feed etc - horses to follow. I helped her unload her Grand Cherokee. Then she was off again to fetch the horses. I watched her climb into the Cherokee - it is jeans and tee country over the border in NH, LL...and her jeans fitted her compact figure beautifully. Come to that so did her top.
I made coffee, sat on the back deck and read a little while I waited for Jess to return. She arrived with her horse truck and I helped her lead them into the meadow. It was about time for lunch. We were hot and I was sweaty so we went inside and I made up a salad. The air con was working full on that July day.
Deserving something cool, we took a couple of cold beers onto the back deck and watched the horses in the meadow below. We sat in silence for some time, just sipping our beers. Jess said she felt comfortable here and with me. Really, I said to her - you hardly know me. She explained that there was something about me that was calm and calming and she liked it. She said I transmitted peacefulness. If she knew much of my early past she would not have thought that. But I let it lie.
She asked if she could freshen up and I showed her the second bedroom and en suite in there, leaving her with a fresh towel. Shortly after she reappeared bare foot in the lounge doorway, with the towel wrapped around he,r and asked me how to switch the shower on. I said I would show her so I followed her into the bedroom.
When we reached the room she dropped the towel and the view I had LL was very similar to the one above. Bit of a breath taker I thought at that point. She wasted no time and came over to me and undid my belt and pushed my jeans and undies to the floor. I took my tee off over my head and we were in each others arms within seconds. Not much faster than that and I was getting hard, and quickly.
Not surprising LL when you think about it. Jess's body was inches from mine and her nipples and firm and erect boobs just touching my chest. Neither of us spoke. I leaned forward and kissed her and, as I did, she took me in hand gently jerking her hand to and fro. My hands were on her waist then on her butt, then I spun her around. Hand son her hips I swiftly moved them to her boobs. I recall her saying how different it was from touching them herself.
I lowered my right hand down to her clit and wet pussy...and by was she wet! I aroused her with my fingers even further and before we knew it she was on the bed, just, with her legs held wide apart. I looked down at that moist pink are as she guided me into her. The rest you can imagine LL. However when it came to desirable bodies, Jess's was right up there in the premier league. Yours......hmmm.
Jess was a regular visitor when I was there and our bouts in bed were almost as regular. Not a bad life that I enjoyed then, when you thought and gloated over what you thought was my 'downfall' at your hands. Far from it 😊😜
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I took the photo above in London after an evening out at a dinner with my companion at that time - Jane.
How we both ended up on the floor is a long story, with a very satisfying end.
Jane lived close by my then apartment, and we 'knew' each other quite well LL. I am sure you follow my drift. A phone call to my Norfolk home and a message left there greeted me on my return from a trip over here to the US. Jane asked if I would be her escort (I laughed at that term at the time) to a lawyers dinner in the Inns of Court. A DJ affair, naturally. I agreed and headed down to London and my apartment for that Friday, I think it was.
I picked her up by cab on the evening in question and we attended the dinner. She looked stunning in her outfit. You can see part of it in the photo above. The dinner was superb and I met some interesting people as we both circulated after the speeches and over a few too many drinks.
After midnight we ended up at my place with a nightcap in hand. I shed my outfit and completely and put on a gown. Jane was still in the lounge. When I returned all she had on was what you see above and she was lying on a rug on the floor with her boobs proudly displayed....and they were 'proud' as you can see. I took the opportunity to take a few shots as she posed there on the floor. Nothing left to the imagination.
I threw a few cushions down then climbed between her legs to give her pussy a massage with my tongue. As with most women she loved it and was soon ohhh - ing quite quickly and often. The pillows kept sliding on the wooden floor so we continued in the bedroom, both totally nude by now. My tongue teasing had the required effect and Jane came with a rush.
She was fully dilated and I quickly entered her with little difficulty. Sliding into her was heavenly while looking down on those gorgeous boobs LL. She put her hands over her head and grabbed the bars of my headboard. Gripping harder as I thrust repeatedly into her slowly, fast, slowly, teasing and eventually hard and very fast. That brought forth all kinds of noises from her, especialy when I unloaded.
After a while we cuddled together and she fell asleep in my arms, her warm soft body and boobs against me, her left leg hooked over mine. A heavenly evening LL.
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We stay in the States for this one too. Florida to be precise. This was taken over in Dade County after a business trip on my part to Miami.
She was very much part of the boobs and lip job brigade, but I wasn't complaining. Both felt real enough to me. This was taken on the small patio area at the hotel we were both staying at. Quickly, I might add, as the patio opened onto the pool area. The shirt is mine, worn for business earlier that day. Ladies seem to have a penchant for men's shirts...you did LL. The evidence is still around.
The panties are hers - neither stayed on that long. You could call us ships that passed in the night but we did 'dock' several times over the 48 hours we spent together...in 2005.
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Remember the pool in Norfolk LL. This is the very same above, graced by a beautiful young acquaintance who insisted on bathing in the nude. Who was I to complain.
Anita had moved to the village in 2007. New houses have been built up near the old pub. She was in one of the small 'starter homes'. How we came across each other was amusing. You know the driveway there so you will know that the house couldn't be seen from the road.
One Saturday when I was there alone - I didn't spend too much time there by 2007 as you probably guessed by now - I saw a woman walking up toward the house. As she got nearer she suddenly said to me that she was sorry, she thought it was a lane. We stood chatting and she asked me about the village and how long I had lived here.
Then she asked who lives next door to me, pointing to the porch over the kitchen door. I laughed and said it's all one house and that's the kitchen door. I liked Anita. She seemed quite bubbly and chatty and looking to make friends in the village, so I invited her in for a drink of tea/coffee. I showed her around the ground floor and then we stepped into the garden and sat sipping our drinks and talking. She asked whether I lived there alone. I explained I was widowed a few years ago. After the expected noises on my loss, we walked around the garden.
As we walked back to the house she spotted the swimming pool (it was heated now LL). I love to swim she said and might she use it sometime. I liked her and had no real reason to say no, so I said sure. She asked if she might use it the following day, Sunday. Having said yes I couldn't really refuse.
We finished our drinks and chatted a little more then she wandered back down the driveway. The view from behind was as delightful as from up front. I'm sure she wiggled her hips at me too...When she reached the bend in the drive she turned and waved good bye.
I had a date that night (I was rarely without one LL - which might deflate the fact you gloated so much then), and spent the night there. Anita wasn't due until 11.00 a.m. the following morning.
On time she appeared walking up the driveway toting a bag. When she reached the house I stepped out to greet her. She had brought her own towels and a bikini and changed in the downstairs cloakroom, next to the front door LL.
I left her to it,having set out the sun loungers earlier. I heard her from my study window which was close by as I worked on some real estate stuff. A splash and then the sound of her swimming. I wouldn't have been a red blooded male if I hadn't glanced up once or twice, but all I could see was her head going to and fro up and down the pool.
I heard her call out something and jumped up from my chair and went outside, thinking something had happened. It hadn't she was calling for me to join her - no fun in the pool alone she said. I said I'll change and join you then. Her reply was to take her bikini top off in the water and then her bottom. Just strip and join me she said.
I did and there was certainly some fun in the pool that morning. Mainly of the foreplay kind from both parties. She wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed me then her legs went around my waist in the water. That brought both of us some pleasure and a taste of things to come. After more frolics we both left the pool and dried off.
My clothes remained on the sun bed and her bikini poolside. She ran along the patio and into the day room followed by me and then we began things in earnest, not making it beyond the large couch there. Both very aroused we made love twice on that couch LL. I leave the rest to your imagination.
Breaking my black and white rule, I've included a color photo of Anita. This was taken on another occasion, on another weekend. There quite a few pool frolics until I finally moved permanently to London then here to the US.
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Italy is the site of this encounter. A rented farmhouse in Tuscany. Her rental not mine. She is Italian and in some ways that is all you need to know LL. Suffice to say, she was a great cook and great in bed. I positively drowned in those boobs above.
Everything that has been said about Italian women and sex is true. She was fantastic. We met during my six months there and the follow through to being lovers was pretty straightforward. One day I will give you the rest of the Italian story and the women I met and enjoyed...and they enjoyed from me.
I will leave you to fill in the blanks here, LL but we were together for nigh on a week before she went back to Rome. Lovely curvaceous hips I recall...and other points of interest.
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Finally, for now I leave you with my very good friend (or should that be 'friends') Debbie.
I met her in Christchurch, Dorset in 2004. When I say met it was really a case of getting in touch with an old colleague who had moved there. We worked together in the past, so as I was in the area at the time I looked her up and she was happy to see me, it seemed.
She was separated having married in Norwich and then having her husband moved to Bournemouth. He found someone else and as a result she was on her own. I called at her place in Christchurch and then we went out for coffee and later lunch. Lot of catching up to do and she went into a fair bit of detail regarding her separation. I had told her I was widowed.
I drove her back home and Debbie asked where I was staying and I told her. Book out and stay here she said, my bed is a lonely place and I could do with someone to cuddle up to. Once again it seemed, I was in that position that was very frequent back then of having no difficulty in being bedded by a female.
So it was. I took the photo above as she was removing a flimsy top the following morning. Nice site to wake up to LL especially as she was sitting astride me and lowering herself onto something very hard and throbbing....use your imagination for the rest of this story.
I spent a few days there and Debbie visited in London a couple of times - usual game rules and then we both moved on.
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One of the many things I enjoy in life, LL, along with money, cars, travel etc., is a sexy woman. I had more than my fair share back then and now I am married to the best of the best.
Ciao
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