Abby

For LL in the UK

Abby, Abigail or Abs, they were/are her preferred names. She is a regular house guest of mine in Cannes, although I'm not sure when we will next be together.

The photos below all date from 2008 when I first started going to Cannes and spent a considerable sum on my first place there. I have since gone more upscale, but then money is no object these days.

I first met Abby in London, at a party of course. I was, and still am, at parties and dinner parties - not including this  Covid-19 period. She was on her own as was I and a couple of other women. I guess a few men were without partners too but I didn't pay them that much attention. All were part of the same social circle with a few new faces. Abigail was one of them.

Inevitably, we found ourselves talking and drinking together in the melee of the party. Abby is very attractive as you can see LL, so it was no hardship on my part and she has a great personality too. Talk got around to travel and in particular France, where she spent a number of weeks in the summer. I mentioned I had a place there which grabbed her attention. She asked where. I told her Cannes and, as you may have guessed, that is where she went for those summer weeks.

I saw Abby again briefly toward the end of the party outside and waved down a cab for her. She gave me her cell number and said call me as she left. After allowing about forty minutes, I called her and wished her goodnight. Then we talked for a fair while before both hitting the sack. I won't tell you what Abby said LL, but it revolved around our bodies....

Of course, she now had my number, which is partly what I intended when I called her.

To cut a lengthy story short LL I saw Abby several times for dinner before I headed to Cannes that summer. One day she called me and said she was coming out in a few days time, so I invited her to call in on me. Her reply was quite a nice surprise as she told me that she was hoping I would say that as she hadn't arranged anywhere to stay. She had now!

I had no other house guests at that point. In fact I was at an early stage of building up the circle of friends (and lovers) I have there, now. Having Abby visit was rather a nice thought. She had only just returned to London from St Lucia so my guess was that she was missing the sun.

Abby duly arrived a few days later at lunchtime. We lunched on the patio. Me in shorts and a tee and Abby in a summer dress. Our appetite for food sated Abby decided she wanted her sexual appetite satisfied. Lunchtime wine and sun, plus the location and she was up for some fun. As always I meticulously noted down our bedroom antics for future reference. One thing I always note is what the woman likes...

We  adjourned to the bedroom Abby, me, my camera and just our underwear. She was up for a naughty shoot and so was I...in more ways than one. Below are some of the shots that I took at the time. The effects of the St Lucia sun were very evident on Abby's body, highlighted by her white bits.

They were the parts that carved my attention and were the also the ones I was most interested in. So, here are the photos LL. You can guess what followed I'm sure. Imagine me between her legs my hands on those lovely boobs and then her on top of me riding herself to a frenzy of ecstasy as she reached her climax. If you imagine that you will be quite close to what I enjoyed that afternoon.

Ciao

Photographs in this blog have been edited to preserve anonymity. All photos are copyright. ©

Sarah

For LL in the UK

Sarah was a near neighbor to my apartment in Docklands in 2005. I did a lot during that summer when I virtually stopped visiting you LL. The apartment and a few ladies to mention just a few.

Without checking I would say Sarah was the first that christened my bed there, with her body, her perfume and her juices.  Apologies for being so detailed but it was true. When you view her in the shots I took below, you will realize why I wasn't too bothered about visiting you.

First of all you had been cheating on me for over a year, secondly you weren't going to commit and finally...well, finally against the others you weren't that attractive or young enough. I made the latter comment because I discovered something once I knew you had cheated and I started looking around. That something was that younger women found me attractive, fun and a pretty good lover. Set that against someone who was being unfaithful and it was a relatively easy choice to head in the opposite direction to you.

As you know, not all the women were young. There were quite a few around your age - your age at that time, that is. You made mostly wrong decisions and wrong assumptions regarding me. The one thing that sticks in my memory that you did get right was that there were plenty of women out there that wanted to get laid. I don't think that even you realized just how many. Quite a few were right on your doorstep too. It was easy LL and I was far, far better at covering my tracks. They say men can't multi-task - this one can!

Back to Sarah. I'm convinced she was the first at my London apartment, although I say that without checking. We first met when I was with a few friends at a pub enjoying a drink. most of the others drifted off gradually leaving just me, a guy called Mike and Sarah. then Mike went leaving me with Sarah. We sat and talked and found out a little about each other. Like the others, I had imagined Sarah commuted into the City, but no, she had an apartment nearby, as did I and I was staying over that weekend.

It was Friday evening, fairly late so I walked her home with her permission. We said goodnight and I received a kiss on the cheek for my trouble. We had exchanged cell numbers (my 'other' phone LL) as I had told her that I had enjoyed the evening with her and the others and we must all do it again.

I think we did once or twice, but something happened before those subsequent Friday night drink and eats meetings. Sarah phoned me on the Saturday morning, fairly early for the weekend. I was a little surprised at that hour on a Saturday and asked her how she was. Surprisngly, she sounded bright and breezy, even though she had hit the Chardonnay quite a bit the night before LL. Not dunk but pretty mellow as I recall. She even took my arm on the her way home.

We exchanged pleasantries and then she asked me what I had planned for the day. I told her that I had one ticket for a show in the West End, matinee performance of Pretty Woman. Sarah said she would have loved to have seen it. I suggested maybe we could both go up to the theatre and see if there were any returns. She thought that was a great idea. 

After we had agreed to meet up later and go see if we could get a ticket, talk turned a little more personal and it was all Sarah's doing. I asked why she was up and about so early on a Saturday. She replied she wasn't up and about, that she was still in bed. Sarah then asked me if I wanted to know what she was wearing. Whatever my answer would have been LL, I figured she was going to tell me, so I said yes. Her answer I had anticipated, but it was more effective coming from her lips. She replied that she wasn't wearing a stitch.

I'm sure you can imagine the conversation from that point onward. A fair bit of banter spiced with a little innuendo. We agreed a time to meet and then headed west to see if we could get tickets. When we met Sarah wore a big smile and instead of a kiss on the cheek, I received a kiss on the lips, albeit fleeting yet tantalising. There were tickets for two seats together available, so I traded my ticket in and paid the difference. We were all set for the matinee performance.

Apart from a hot drink neither of us had eaten breakfast and as it was by now mid morning we headed off for brunch. That was followed by a walk until it was time to make our way to the theater. The show was great. I don't think I have ever been to a bad West End or Broadway show and Sarah loved it. Afterward we went for a drink accompanied by a long chat about ourselves.

Dinner followed. As I recall, it was a really nice meal and Sarah's company made it so much better. The day had been lovely for both of us. Having seemed to be a weekend spent probably largely on our own each unaware of the other, it had been transformed by each other's company. Then it got even better in a way that I am sure you guess LL.

We slept together at Sarah's that night. I deemed myself to be very fortunate that a woman of Sarah's age, in her thirties then, would invite me into her bed. I remember waking that following morning in 2005, with Sarah snuggled against me fast asleep, thinking about you and your body next to me. No comparison LL as you will see from the photos below which, incidentally, were taken on another occasion that I will expand on later in this blog.

My absence from your doorstep during those months in 2005 was all planned and in apart reinforced by the knowledge of your final act of treachery with the flour man. It worked and by October of that year I was rid of you and my life went forward into a completely new era.I had filled the time, and more than a few women, from March 2004 until October 2005, setting up and tweaking my alternative plan. The one that didn't have you in it. It might have done, but all your actions let you down. I have been very happy (and successful) ever since.

   

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Back to Sarah and photography ....and sex with her.

When we were next to meet at Sarah's at her place, I was asked to bring my camera on the promise I would be allowed some intimate shots, which we were to share and keep personal. As it is now thirteen years since we were together - we last had sex in 2007, as we both moved on - I feel free to post the shots below.

As instructed, I took my camera to Sarah's.

When I arrived that morning she let me in. She was wearing the gown I had seen her in, and out of, the first morning we awoke together. I had eaten breakfast at my place and Sarah likewise had been up a while, so we sat down and enjoyed a coffee each. This was my third visit to Sarah's and she had come in both senses of the word to and at my place a couple of times.

Coffee finished Sarah decided we should get started. I get a real buzz from photographing attractive women LL, so I was raring to go. I also knew where it would all end up too.

Beneath her gown as I had already glimpsed she wore a set of underwear, bra and panties, that contrasted well with her skin tone. As it was also cool she had some pull ups on although I thought and I'm sure she did that she looked quite sexy in them....

I started to shoot and Sarah posed. Her idea to give a hint of what was to come and something for me to savour when we were not together. In that regard she played teasingly with her panties as the shots below show. While you view them LL, you'll appreciate why I found her so attractive. From her really lovely figure to the swell of her breasts in that bra.

Rolling around on that comforter on her bed was quite enough in itself to arouse any man. When she started to take her bra off, as she does in the shot immediately below, buttock cheeks to the fore, I could easily taken her from behind. The thought and the urge were there!

Sarah had then rolled over and took her bra off and asked me to get plenty of shots of her boobs. In instances such as that LL, I did as I was told...with a great degree of pleasure. A few of the shots I took are just below.

Then she stood and started to pull her panties down. I told that was real sexy and just to hold there while I took several shots from the full front, as below and several others from different angles.

From there she carried on and lay on her back on the bed and removed the panties completely. The only thing she was wearing then were the black hold ups. . Her hair and that lovely line of pubic hair leading to her place of pleasure show that her hair bore it's natural coloring. On that point, Sarah's surname is Italian although she was born in the UK.

I could easily once again have slipped between her lovely thighs and made love to her but she decided she wanted to have everything in the photos and I mean everything!


It was time to put pussy on parade as Sarah put it. I asked her if she was sure and she said to go ahead. Part of me thought that this was as much for her as me. Being able to see her pussy in all its glory without having to use a mirror or cell phone camera.. I went head. She held her legs and her pussy open. In doing she so she started to get aroused when she couldn't resist touching her clitoris.

I told her she save herself for 'us'. She did, but before that I was instructed to do the same from the back as I had done from the front, so even more pussy shots followed LL of which these are only a selection.

You might ask yourself, why am I posting these. You know the reasons as I stated them above, but to add to that I want you to know where I had been and who and what I had touched, while tentatively still with you. You could say I'm rubbing in the fact that two could play your game except one, me, played it better and with much younger partners. When we made love in September and October of that year you were very often the third or fourth partner I had laid immediately prior to fucking you. Just so you know.

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All of this posing and rolling around on the bed was naturally a precursor to our having sex that morning....most of the morning ... and it started like this LL - see below.

Sarah's lovely smooth legs could spread quite wide as you can see, which gave me easy access to her pussy. Just after the shot above, my head was right down on that intimate area. Licking along her lips slowly, moistly until she slowly opened, naturally. Then licking and stoking the inside of those lips. To and fro, to and fro, oh so slowly. Her warm thighs acting as ear mufflers not quite sufficient to block out her murmurings of pleasure. From back the near the front I stroked her pussy until it slowly responded and opened up.

Now my tongue was working not on her lips, but on her pink wet parts. Sticky warm even hot as she became more and more aroused. I took to supporting her legs and as my tongue moved slowly forward toward her clitoris I saw her gripping the comforter in anticipation. Her breathing too was coming a little faster, a little shallower.  Her mouth uttered a series of mmmm's. That is until my tongue finally reached and touched her clit. Then it was ohh, ohhh...that I heard.

I stoked it carefully but i a methodical way. My tongue working fom its base up toward the tiny tip, Each side was attended to in the same way and it became erect. I could feel the tip of her clit emerging, which is when I hit it with much more rapid movements of my tongue LL. By now I had curled my arms around Sarah's thighs and was using my fingers to part her pussy and expose her clit fully.

Now it was full on. Vocally, from Sarah and fast, very fast from me. Her clit was erect, its tip exposed and it was that tip that received the last few moments of attention. I flicked it with the tip of my tongue, I guess you could say equating to rubbing, but lighter in touch.  

Sarah came vocalizing her climax as her body reacted and she enjoyed the sheer pleasure of it. Her pussy was soaking with her juices as she cramped several times and then lay back and lowered her legs. I asked her if it was good, silly question I know but I always ask all the women I make love to LL. She just smiled at me dreamily and reached out for me to bend over her and kiss.

I had been erect throughout and was still erect and weeping a little semen. Sarah had recovered a little brought her legs up again so that I could enter her. This time she held her legs, leaving my hands free. We lined up with a little 'hands on' assistance. Her lips were parted my tip rested between them. Plenty of Sarah's juices remaining. The hood of my cock entered her slowly accompanied by her little gasp.

Then I was past her 'gateway and plunged onward and inward surrounded by Sarah's lubrication. She smiled up at me as I slowly started the usual piston like motions. I caressed her breasts, soft yet firm, supple yet responsive. A pleasure shared between us LL. Her nipples responded to my touch and slowly engorged and became erect.

We continued. I recall thinking LL, how fortunate I was to be making love to such a lovely woman, knowing what you were probably up to behind my back...then the thought passed in the instant it arose, rather like a puff of smoke. My piston like thrusting had started Sarah climbing toward her peak. She started thrusting up toward me, arching her back as she did so and thus pushing her breasts up. I took my cue and went faster urged on by her shouts of 'Yes, oh, yes!'

Then she came  and I did. One of those rare occasions when I came at exactly the same point in time as my lover...and that is what Sarah was for nearly two years, my lover. We cuddled and gently caressed for a while, my hand moving up and down her back, stoking her buttocks and thigh as she leaned against me, one leg brought up over mine as I lay on my back. Then as it was coffee time we left the bedroom and fixed a drink each. I was wandering around in my boxers, Sarah in her panties...just her panties. 

That was a memorable morning, not just for the sex...and there was more to come, but just for the pleasure of Sarah's company. It helped that we sat at her kitchen table and I was just across from her bare boobs. In fact I recall that from where I sat that day she looked naked because the table top hid her panties.

Eventually, we got up from the table cleared the cups etc into the dishwasher, or rather Sarah did. I watched her bend down as she did. The crack of her butt showing above her panties. The urge to take her again was overwhelming. Guess that comes from being a highly sexed individual LL.

When she stood and turned around I was right there. She put her arms around my neck and we kissed. I still have a memory of her breasts against my chest standing in her kitchen. Our kissing became more and more passionate until Sarah too k me by the hand and we were back in her bedroom. She slipped her panties off by the side of the bed and I lost my boxers in the same way. She wanted to have sex again.

I guess what decided the position this time was the fact that I wrapped my arms around her from behind and slipped my now erect cock between her legs. My hands moved to her breasts and I kissed her on her neck just under her ear, a known erogenous zone LL. That was it for Sarah she just bent forward on the bed and there was her pussy inviting me in again. Make it rough this time was her request.

I plunged into her, impaling her from behind.'Fast' she said. 'As fast as you can'.

Well LL, that is exactly what I did. She was wet, open and gagging for it. Srah had a sexual appetite to match mine and maybe more given our age difference. I pumped her real fast, my hands on her lovely hips, holding her toward me. Other wise the force of my thrusting would have pushed her onto the bed. Sarah had a thing when we had sex like this. First of all she liked me to grab her hair and pull her head back and secondly to spank her hard just before she came...as best as I could judge anyway.

That morning I did both as we fucked I grabbed her hair and thrust repeatedly into her. I could feel myself hitting her arse and pussy hard and she was alternating between her usual words of pleasure and crying out. Fact is she loved sex this way and she loved it when I took her to the point where she didn't know whether she wanted me to stop or keep going.

I recall her last scream. It was 'I'm coming, I'm coming!'

I spanked both her buttocks. She clenched, she came and so did I. I was surprised how much of my sedd I had left in me as it flooded her. For a moment or to we stayed like that. Me still inside her and Sarah having collapsed partially onto the bed. Apart from the pleasure and the sight of her lovely body the two things I remember at the end of that lovemaking are or were the two red marks I had left on her butt.

We had a bath together and then went out for a rather late lunch. Thoughts of that  bath still creep back into my memory, despite all the other women I had before Sarah and after. She was rather special.

As I said, LL, our relationship continued for nearly two years. The first few months spanned Fall of 2005 and the fact I was still seeing you, albeit sporadically and in Cyprus.

Ciao

Photographs in this blog have been edited to preserve anonymity. All photos are copyright. ©

Feline Locations

For LL in the UK

This is a fairly explicit blog LL, with just about all the ladies repeats of those I have talked of in past issues. You could say you are seeing them from a different angle. In most cases I saw them from every angle.

 Yorkshire UK 2004

She was in the hotel, I was in the hotel so....we had ourselves some fun together LL.

I was meeting someone else the following day. Her name is/was Debbie and had just returned from a vacation in Majorca. A few drinks at the bar that Monday night (after leaving you) and she wanted to get laid. I obliged, three times! Twice that night and once in the morning. She loved it each and every time. We tried three positions too. Me on top, from behind, Monday night. Debs on top the following morning.

I met her several times after that in Leeds. The photos were taken near Bradford

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 Norfolk UK 2005

Carefully shot photo of Natalie a friend from London and a carefully posed one too. Loved that pussy - so puffy and accommodating.

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Corvallis, Oregon 2005

What a couple of nights and days I had with Leah.

At the time I was on that visit to my sister-in-law in Portland LL. That was March when flour man popped up in your life and through which action you changed your life...and not for the better. I know, you know that you made the wrong choice.

I'm not saying here how I knew Leah but family friends in Oregon came into play. I had her email etc as long ago as 2003. I was given them by family as Leah wanted to contact me. What started out as innocent chats over the ocean became more and more intimate the more we chatted.

I didn't mind. It was titillating for both us and a bit of fun. When she heard I was going to Portland, Oregon she asked if we could meet. That is how I ended up in Corvallis for two nights occupying half of Leah's bed and putting into practice some of her sexual fantasies...and mine.

The phot above was an invitation to lick LL. Leah is thrusting herself up toward me and the camera and displaying where she wanted attention. She was pretty good lay, so the trip was worth it for both of us. A few days later I was winging my way back and a visit to you followed.

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Norfolk 2005

Jackie and her juices. She brought both to me at the house in Norfolk - SR if you remember, LL. Jackie was married when I took this photo - it was for me as there was no way Jackie could have it in her computer.

I met Jackie in the local store in the next village. She worked in there so fairly regular visits got us chatting. She learned I was widowed and I learned she was not in the happiest of marriages, soooo....

We had warmed to each other over the months and pretty much a year from 2004 thru 2005. It was Jackie who made the first move and suggested we might have a drink together, just as friends she said. One meeting became two, then three and on that third occasion she came back to my place.

Jackie valued our time together greatly, she told me. Not only was I a better lover than her husband but I listened. He didn't.

That was  a nice tight pussy and whatever I gave Jackie physically and through providing a sympathetic ear, she gave me in the physical pleasure of her body. I really liked her, but then I'm a sucker for a lovely woman especially one who responded in and during her lovemaking.

She tells me she finally divorced two years ago.

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Paris France 2007

One of my first affairs in Paris LL. I guess it was more an affair for Ines than me. For me it was/is a relationship. Ines was married then. Her husband was having an affair with another woman, or two according to Ines. I met her when I was at one of her friends on a private commission. She watched as I photographed Margaux. Portrait and fashion shots only, by the way.

We sort of clicked as all three of us chatted that morning in Saint Germain. It would have been difficult not to have been attracted to her. Her rather sexy accent, when she spoke English, was a real turn on, but beyond that we both made each other laugh and I made her smile more than she had done in a long time, according to Margaux. I wouldn't say Margaux was matchmaking but she was steering us toward each other.

I didn't need much steering but I was conscious of Ines situation, so I kept things simple and suggested lunch which we enjoyed at a chic restaurant on the other side of town, away from her home area.

Lunch completed rather than taking a cab again we walked for a bit then took the Metro back to my apartment. To be honest LL I couldn't believe either my luck or the fact it was happening. I knew Ines wanted to have sex, even though it was completely unspoken.

I made coffee but just two espressos which were quickly consumed. Ines had used the bathroom and returned. She was, that day, wearing a white shirt/blouse and a colored skirt - I don't recall the color now - and what I thought were white tights, but turned out to be hold ups. Without a word she undid and removed her skirt and let it slide to the floor.

No panties. She stood before me with her pussy facing me and said make love to me and take as many photos as you wish for your memory (her words not mine). Much as I wanted to take her I took several shots including the one above and then called it quits. There were more pressing matters to attend to. I took her in my arms and kissed her while she undid my chinos They fell to the floor along with my boxers.

I moved my hands to her buttocks and she let my erection slide between he legs as we continued to kiss. Ines had a lovely hip movement as she slid to and fro along the length of my cock and felt every part of her forward thrusts through my hands. She was sliding faster and faster. Her pussy quite wet. I could feel her silken inner area near her opening and her juices flowing all along my erection.

Ines was working herself up pretty fast and moaning as she did. I turned her around. She knelt on my couch in a similar way to the photo and I entered and fucked her until we both came LL. Her butt was offered up to me in just the same way it was again two days later. She enjoyed our sex the first time so much she came back for more. I managed this shot, as she said, for my memory of our first time.

The difference those two days later was all her clothes came off along with mine and instead of the couch, it was the bed. I still get the occasional fuck with her. The last being last year. She's still with her husband.

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Devon UK 2008

A revisit to places I had lived near and enjoyed when I was in Devon some years back in the 1980's. Charlotte (not the one that heads our London office) joined me. I wasn't going to take even a short vacation alone and it was an opportunity to get some great photographs - Charlotte's shots included.

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London 2005

At home (hers) with Kate. What do you think we were about to do LL? Each other!

Kate lived nearby and we liked to have a romp together when the mood took us. This was my third visit to her place in August 2005. She liked her pussy filled regularly and I was only too happy to oblige.

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Guildford, Surrey UK 2006

Camilla, again LL. You have seen her and all these ladies before. From my shot of her above you will have no trouble guessing that she likes to be taken from behind. She said when we first hooked up that she was an animal in bed and liked to have sex like an animal. I can confirm both those statements. I still see her from time to time, but who knows when the next time will be with Covid-19.

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London 2006

My first shoot with an Indian lady at a rented studio. You may recall her, but probably not LL. As you can see she had a gorgeous butt and was not a disappointment round the front either. Her name was/is Anaya.

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California 2007

No name allowed here, although I guess I could give an invented one. The reason is quite obvious as this was my first foray into the film world in the LA area. Another recommendation of my services by a satisfied client (female).

To be honest LL it was hard to believe that 'little old me', within two years of your leaving my life, was there in this lady's home taking shots off her nude. But then, the two or three years up until then had been a whirlwind of events and I was so busy with my real estate portfolio, travelling, photography etc fitting in sex when I could was a real bonus. What surprised me after losing my wife was how easy it was to get laid, how many women were willing,  who came onto me and really appreciated what I did for them.

Long legs and all the assets that went with them were offered to me on a plate by this lady. I'll correct that. They were offered to me on a bed, in the shower and a couple of times in that kitchen.

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Verona 2007

Giada is a lady you have 'met' before along with the others here. I know several Giada's. This is the Verona one. She posed for this shot one hot sunny afternoon in 2007 at her home. Afterward having nothing too much to do before dinner, we made love. Another soft warm body for me LL and a soft warm and welcoming inside.

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Manchester, UK 2004

Hotel stopover LL on my way back from you and the funny thing was this is not who I was meeting the following afternoon. Julie, who has featured here before in a less intimate way, was what you might call a case of happenstance. We both happened to be in the same hotel, the same night, or in the photo, evening. We both had nothing to do that evening in August, we both had a few drinks together and we both wanted to get laid.

Before dinner in the hotel which we took together we made love in my room. I guess you could say that was a getting to know you sessions. Then Julie went to her room changed for dinner and we met quite innocently in the lounge for a pre-dinner drink.

Two more fucks that night with Julie coming all three times and a sleep together and we were on our separate ways the next morning. However as she lived in Leeds, I managed more visits in the coming months...an appropriate phrase because when Julie came you certainly knew it.

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Cannes 2017

Annabel. Lucky fella aren't I LL. All these women who like an older man between their thighs. There were and are plenty out there.

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Madrid 2008

This lady's name was/is Abril and she hailed from Catalonia, not too far from Barcelona and my apartment there LL.

She was in Madrid on business, I was in Madrid on business. She liked my photography, I liked photographing her. She liked to make love, I liked to make love. She was in the hotel, I was in the hotel. A no-brainer wouldn't you say. It was for us. We enjoyed several bouts of sex over nearly four days and when I was next in Barcelona I had a visitor who wanted more of what she enjoyed in Madrid...so I gave it to her.

The shot above was taken one afternoon on Day 3 in her hotel room. You could say she was open for business, so I went on in.......... and out, in and out until she ....well you know LL she screamed and flooded me with her juices and I exploded inside her.

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Chicago 2008

Many of my more intimate shots are just before LL. This one is just after and it was pretty darn good for both of us. Laura's hair was something else, but as we were ships that pass in the night, it was literally just a one night stand. We did do it twice though.

The hair? Not her natural color - she was a brunette. This was one occasion that I took a shot without asking first LL. Laura is just coming down from her high in the photo.

(Not quite true of course as I have some photographs of you... that you are or were unaware of.)

Two people on their own, on business trips in an hotel. Happens all the time ...and I should know! Note the liquidity LL...and it's not all hers.

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Milan, Italy 2018

What a body and what a lady. This was actually a commission to complete a shoot for Elisa, which I did. I hadn't bargained for he requesting some nude shots after the main shoot had been completed, but who would refuse to take a beautiful lady like Elisa's photo. I like this particular shot  - not only does it convey beauty, but also intelligence with a hint of sexiness.

Having stripped down to her bare essentials Elisa decided she didn't want to waste it...whatever it was. I soon found out.

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Penrith, Cumbria 2004

Almost the first woman I had after you went a-wandering LL. This was taken Tuesday, March 30, 2004. Vicky was a nice girl/woman and we satisfied each other off and on for a while, but we agreed it was not something either of us wanted to continue long term. It lasted three months and we last met for sex on Wednesday, June 23.

I guess it was a case of us both needing a bit of comforting. Me, because you had betrayed me and Vicky because she was lonely. Despite only having a pretty average body our lovemaking was pretty good, with no withdrawals prematurely and full deposits made!

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Norfolk UK 2005

If you go down in the woods today....

Well Hannah and I did go down to the woods LL. Thetford Forest to be exact. Hannah lived in Thetford so not too far for her and not too far from my Norfolk home.

We chatted online as you and I did at that time. One thing led to another and we met up for a drink at a pub midway between us. As you once said to me, you have to be careful. That way on a first meet neither of us precisely knew where the other lived. We got on just fine. Hannah was single and for all intents and purposes so was I. You weren't going to commit, had been betraying me so I didn't have any feelings of guilt then or when I started seeing others from March 2004.

Two more pub meets and then we went for dinner together a couple of times. The second time Hannah slept over at my place...with me in my bed. (Yes, the same bed LL). After that, it seemed she couldn't get enough of me. Her hormones she said and the way I made love, apparently.

She had never had sex outdoors and wanted to. Hence we ended up deep in Thetford Forest one June day in 2005 - Thursday, June 9 to be precise. We stripped off laid the blanket on a soft bed of pine needles and fucked. Hannah was a pretty lively lass underneath me and on top. Very enjoyable sex with her and she loved what I put inside her...lots. I took the shot above and others on that day.

Hannah and I more or less stopped seeing each other about three years later when I moved out of Norfolk permanently.

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Near Limoges, France 2017

I thought this shot was beautifully staged. The light was just right and Jeanne, my client, was...compliant. It was a commission but she had ideas beyond that which is why we ended up in the gite she owned on her property taking shots which weren't on the original agenda. Indeed also actions that weren't either!

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One thing that surprised me in my photography role, especially in the early days of 2004-2006, was the readiness with which women were eager to undress and have their photograph taken. Even more so when they wanted pussy shots. You could say that it all started with you LL in Sorrento and those photographs you posed for.

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