Page 73 of About Last Knight

When I know she’s done, I pull my fingers out and bring them to my mouth to suck on them. I make a loud sucking noise. “Hmm. I love the way you taste.”

She’s still leaning back onto me, recovering from her orgasm. I bring my hand to the crack in her ass and run it up. “Has anyone been here before?”

She looks over her shoulder at me. “I’m fifty-two, not twenty-two. What do you think?”

I can’t help but give a small laugh at that answer. She gives me a sexy smile as she turns around and wraps her arms around my neck. “It’s yours to do with as you please though.”

I suck in a breath. Just when I thought my cock couldn’t get any harder.

She grabs my head bringing my lips to hers for a kiss.

She attempts to deepen it, but I quickly pull away. “I don’t want your face red.”

She licks around her lips. “Hmm. I do taste good.”

“You’re trying to goad me into fucking you so I stop taking pictures.” She gives me a guilty, knowing smile. “Let’s keep shooting. Lay back down. Let’s do all the same poses now that you’re naked.”

She nods and then lays on the couch. I return to my position with a cock that couldn’t possibly get any harder.

She’s stunning. She’s a walking, talking piece of art.Flash click. Flash click.

“Move your left arm over the sofa.”Flash click. Flash click.

“Put your right arm behind your head.”Flash click. Flash click.

“Sit up with your legs closed, cupping your breasts with one hand while the other remains on your thigh. Move forward just a little.”Flash click. Flash click.

She’s clearly getting more comfortable with this. Her confidence is growing with every picture. It’s so damn hot.Flash click. Flash click.

I move her around into all different positions for the next fifteen minutes. I have to squeeze my cock several times to give it a little relief. I’m oozing pre-ejaculate.

She keeps looking at it, licking her lips, which is only making it harder for me to concentrate on what I’m doing.

At some point, she lifts her eyes to mine. “Is taking my picture like this turning you on?”

She knows damn well it is. I close my eyes for a brief moment. “More than anything ever has in my life.”

She motions toward my dick, now poking well above the waistband of my boxer briefs. She can most definitely see it weeping for her. “I can take care of that whenever you want.”

“Can I take pictures of it?”

She hesitates for a moment and then nods her head.

I set up a camera on a tripod. I have it facing the large chair, just slightly behind where she’ll be positioned. It’s angled to capture our bodies in a way that shows the idea of what we’re about to do, but not too close and personal. Sensual, not pornographic. There’s a difference.

I set the timer and sit on the chair. She takes one step toward me but I hold up my hand. “Stop. Get on the ground. I want you to crawl to me. Slowly. Very slowly.”

Without any hesitation, she drops down and crawls over to me on all fours. It takes everything I have not to blow my load at that sight.Flash click. Flash click

I love that she’s all class to the outside world, but all vixen when we’re alone like this. I get off on the fact that I’m the only person who gets to see her like this.Flash click. Flash click.

She does everything I ask of her, and I’m pretty demanding. She never says no to anything.Flash click. Flash click.

She’s almost to my legs.Flash click. Flash click.

She kneels in front of me as she rubs her hands appreciatively up and down my legs and chest.Flash click. Flash click.

Without breaking eye contact, she slowly pulls down and off my boxer briefs.Flash click. Flash click.

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