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She smiled, laughed, gving the pics a genuine large smile.

- her eyes focussed on what she wants? And you aske me to look back at you?

Sophia laughed again...
Then regained her seriousness, bit her lower lip again and gave the camera a mischievous grin enhanced by a wink. She then began walkin, facng the camera, her hips swaying, the dress movign around her legs, her arms along her sides, looking straight at the camera as Tom was backing towards the bedroom. With a seductive smile...

- hey camera, look at me. Who's behind you? A woman wanting to look like me? She wants to be me in order to have her husband's desire again? She wants my dress? Better I'd undress ofr her husband. Perhaps it's him behind you, camera. Perhpas it's him loking at magazines, looking at me, wanting me. Does he want to kiss those lips (she pouted). Does he want something else. Oh he might not have, I'm not thta kind, let him dream. Only dream about wandering his hands on my body. He coulnd not have me. But he can dream of it, of some things he can do to me.

he hands ran along her sides as she was walking, following the curves or her waist and then those of her breasts, runing from the dress to the bare skin of her cleavage and she extended her arms over her head, then bent forward, hands pushed towards the camera for anyone watching the pics who would want to catch them. On the next step, she stopped and stood an instant there, one leg pushed forward from the cut of the dress, the stocking visible almost to its delicate lacy top. And she began walking again, following Tom who had now reached the bedroom.
 
Tom felt his legs come up against the bed and he sat down on it. Her presence had been enough to force him to retreat and now the bed sank beneath his weight, his heart was thudding in his chest, his mouth was wet with moisture and he swallowed.
Another click as she leant in towards him and then he looked over the camera with his mouth open.
"Easy now, make me melt, not explode! Keep the energy low, inside you. Project less, promise everything but do it with your eyes, and the way you move your hips."
He put the camera down and stood, it was a way of regaining some control when she took over, and they must be equals.

Tom slid to her side, he moved with his own grace, powerfully assured from years of playing squash. Sophia felt his heavy tuxedo jacket hang against her skin and the thin dress. He put his hands confidently on her hips.
"Walk slowly," he whispered from behind her, "Don't give it all away yet."
He moved with her back towards the window, guiding her hips with his hands, just enough that her pert bum jiggled in the tight dress.
"Try and keep your shoulders level, and your head too. Let your arms hang." Tom's hand trailed up her bare back and her neck, then he touched her shoulders.
"Let them keep your upright, move only from the waist and down."

Tom's heart was still pounding, he was amazed he could keep control. Sophia heard his tongue move wetly as he walked back to the bed, with a bulge in his trousers, and he picked up the camera again.
"Walk past me, to the bed. Make me melt."
 
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Sophia gfollowed the moved, the advices, listening to his voice, and she loved the way he held himself so tight. His body agaisnt hers was turning her on and she felt some tickling between her thighs. That changed the attitude of her face. Desire was born and visible. her mouth, her eyes, everyone of her aspects showed lust and teasing. Seduction. Wehn she parted her lpis, one could only think about burying his tongue there. When she moved her hips, one could only imagine this was a gesture of lust. Sexual tension raised to a higher level.

As she took new steps towards him, her gaze moved up and down his body, and she rested her eyes an instant on the visible bulge, she parted her lips. When her eyes met the camera again, she ran her tongue quickly on her lips. Then she walked, swayng, slowly, looking up and in the distance, arching a bit to enhance the curve oh her breasts. And she passed just so close to the camera. Through the thin dress, her perking nipples were clearlc visible, hard and excited.
 
She felt his breath on her neck as she moved past him, and his fingers brushed against her.thigh on her way to the bed. He was so close and he would not move so she walked through his hand.
"Lay down, let me see how you rule from the pillow. Rest on an arm and dare me to join you."

He lifted the camera briefly to take a shot, but he lowered it each time to keep his clear blue eyes focussed on her gaze.
Tom knelt on the bed with one knee and shot her face, he withdrew a step to capture her throat and shoulders, then he came back in with the camera lowered and looked down into her face.
He raised his finger tips to her lips and brought his face close so his breath mixed with hers and joined his finger tips as they gently touched her lips.
"You did it," he murmured breathlessly. "I melted. I do want to kiss you."

Tom took his fingers away from Sophia's lips and replaced them with the soft touch of his own mouth.
 
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Sophia went down on the bed, slowly, first kneeling on it, giving a sideways mischievous gaze at the camera. She then rolled on it, rested a moment face down, playing with her legs and feet. Then she turned on her back and the dress was so much more clinging to her curves. She was giggling, loving the feeling of the silky sheets under her.
Tom was cloosing in...
closer...
Sophia felt her mind go wild...

"You did it. I melted. I do want to kiss you."

She gulped, swalloing hard...

And there it happened. Their lips met. She froze an instant, not sure about how to react. That wasn't going very professional. but Tom was nice, gentle, funny, intelligent, and so handsome... sexy... She let her body relax under him as he was leaning over her and she parted her lips, softening to answer his soft kiss.
 
Tom closed his eyes and touched her lips softly with his tongue, then the tip of it met her tongue and they danced a little, his whole mind focussed on the sensation in that tiny touch where the nerves came alive.
He raised a hand to her face and gingerly - not wanting to break the moment - he stroked her cheek with three fingers, they slid down and traced the line of her jaw, down her neck as their lips lightly played together.

Then he moved his lips back and looked at her again, his fingers trailed to the base of her throat and ever so slowly one finger tip moved downwards.

"You are everything I want, Sophia." Tom whispered between deep shuddering breaths of desire. "Do you see what you do to me? You fill up all of my senses and all of my thoughts."

Tom's finger tip traced softly over the curve of Sophia's breast and grazed gently over her stiff nipple. He had seen her arousal there and had to know it, he had to feel her heat and desire for himself. He was desperate to feel her heat and her moisture, desperate to taste her and move her.
His fingertip swirled around her nipple as he gazed deeply into her eyes.
 
Sophia kissed him back, their tongues dnacing together, holding her body tight against his. She put her arms aournd his neck, but couldn't stop him from breaking the kiss. She was keeping eye contact while he talked, feeling his hand wander lower and lower slowly.

She began answering "Tom, this..." but it ended in a moan, her body arching, her eyes half closing as his finger on her nipple sent shiver through her whole body. tghis felt good, so good, even through the material of the dress ; it was thin and soft, ans somehow accentuated the feeling.
She couldn't answer after that ahdn she pulled him tighter, closing her lips on his for a deeper wilder kiss... Her body was writihng on the bed, grinding against his, her hand scaressing his back, hteir tongues going to a hotter dance.
 
He let her pull him back and for a moment they were frenzied, consumed by animal passion. His arm held him up on his side and crushed her to him, his fingers pinched the nipple that had driven her wild and then their bodies pressed together there as well.

Tom's hand moved to the back of Sophia's head and with her hair rolled so tightly up he could stroke and hold her bare neck. Her lips had inflamed him, her breasts had broken his will but now he felt her naked shoulders and he moaned a hot breath into Sophia's mouth.

She felt the hardness in his groin against her belly button and now it throbbed. Tom's palm ran down her spine, his fingers brushing her flesh and tingling at the fine hairs til he found the top of her bum, where he began to play with careful, patient fascination at the sensuous curves he found there.
 
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In their kiss, Sophia managed to roll over and they found themselves with Tom laying under her. When his hand moved along her spine and down to the dress on her butt, she lifted her upper body, hands on his chest, smiling at him...

She moved her hands up, and slowly lowered the top of her dress. She closed her eyes, blushing a bit, a shy smile on her face. The material passed under the curves of her breasts and then fell down along the rest of her slender upper body. her breasts exposed, her hard nipples in plain sight, she opened her eyes again, still blushing, making eye contact with Tom.
 
Tom madr a sharp intake of breath and his eyes widened as Sophia open more of her body to him. His large palms left her ass and he brought them up to cup her breasts, stroking under their hanging curves and stroking upwards over her nipples.

Suddenly he held them together and lifted himself upwards so he could kiss her nipples next to each other, then his tongue stroked across them both, then he opened his wet mouth and sucked them together. His teeth closed gently over them in a faint bite and then he kissed them again.
"You honour me lady." he was panting but using his mock serious voice again. "I simply wanted to take your photograph but you are too gorgeous to share with anyone else's eyes. And now I fear I have made you all wet..."
 
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Sophia moaned deeply as his hands landed on her breasts. She arched back, her hands resting on the bed behind, eyes closed, lost in the flow of sensations. But his mouth on her breasts and nipples was even better and pushed her further, she was groaning, grinding her groin on his lower belly, feeling a throbbing bulge under. She wanted him at that moment, she really was turned on.

- Yes Tom, you made me wet... MMM that's wonderful please don't stop.
 
Tom knew she was telling the truth, he had felt the change in her breath and now as he nibbled her nipples, swirling his tongue across them and sucking the pert little nubs into his.mouth he felt the heat suffused in her thighs and the urgent grinding of her hips.

He sucked at one breast, drawing as much delicious flesh as he could and took a hand away. Sophia felt his hand on her ass and then her thigh. He carefully peeled up that fine expensive dress, fingers trailing up the back of her leg as he did so.

Tom carefully stroked two fingers across the inside of her thigh and found the outer folds of her pussy. Sophia could feel his palm on her ass that held the bunch of her dress while his fingers gently massaged her most delicate lips.
Tom groaned at the sensation along with her and licked once more at her nipples hanging in front of him.
 
The dress was soon just a belt. His hand followed her stockings to their top and on her skin, making her even hotter,. He reached her bare pussy, with just its thin line of pubic hair neatly trimmed, her reached her wet lips and that made her gasp, and she jerked forward...

- mmm Tom yeah...

her hands reached forward again and fumbled with his shirt. She unbutonned it as fast as she could, exposing his chest which she caressed, loving the contact of his skin.
 
Her wetness excited him but the touch of Sophia's hands on his chest, and kisses there across his tanned and firm torso made Tom gasp. He kissed at her ears and her neck as she bent.over him, driving him on with the delicate touch of her breasts that swept across his skin.

Tom had both hands cupping her bum now, and Sophia felt him working at his trouser buttons with the other hand. His concentation though was on her pussy and it made it difficult for him with his trousers.
His strong hands with their soft skin stroked between Sophia's outer lips, collecting her moisture. He ran one finger tip up and down, then around and across her fine flesh, caressing her womanhood, enjoy her trimmed hair, teasing at the hood of her clitoris - occasional passee delved deeper, testing her slit, parting her pussy carefully on his way to her entrance.
 
She was moaning and graoning, rocking his lap as he was teasing her cunt and clit so finely. He was very very talented. he knew how to take care fo a woman. One of her hands omved down from his chest to his trousers, and helped him opening them, she parted the pants and the boxers, letting the cock pop out in the air, hard and throbbing. her hand closed around it and began strokin it softly and slowly.
 
Tom threw his head back and groaned as Sophia grasped his cock. His eyes were tighy shut and one hand gripped her ass tight and she moved her hand on him. He could only move his middle finger in the ecstasy and it honed onto her clitoris, rubbing up her slit and over her hood at a steady pace.
His eyes snapped open and he sat up, he lifted Sophia under her arms, he was suddenly so strong and sat her on the bed. From his knees he stood and undid his trousers quickly, his cock hovered there while he removed his shoes, socks and then trousers at speed. He stood there looking wild, and perhaps furious, in his tuxedo jacket but naked below his shirt.

"I want you." he grunted in a deep voice, hypnotised by her.
 
he sat her on the bed. And undressed. As he did it, Sophia layed on her back, keeping heels, stokings and the dress around only her waist. She extended her arms back behind her head and lsightly parted her legs... She was smiling at him.

- Dare to take me then Tom...
 
He smiled slightly at her words but then he saw her legs and a hint.of her pussy under the abused dress. Every wild fantasy about her flashed in his mind and his expression became focussed.
Tom threw off his jacket and stepped forward. He grabbed Sophia's ankles and pushed his shoulders under them, then lunged his face forward and kissed her pussy.

He wanted that taste over everthing and he lapped at her, long strokes with the tip of his tongue through her folds. Not so gently now and he buried his tongue in her. He snorted a breath and kissed her clitoris, pressed the flat of his tongue against it and mumbled a long "hmmmmm" that vibrated his lips against her.

Tom looked up, he wanted to see her expression, her face so changed now, so hungry. She saw the same look in his eyes as he placed the head of his cock against her. Then he pushed, entering her as far as he could easily, locked on to her eyes.
 
Sophia was waiting for a cock, but Tom dived to her cunt with his mouth, that touch sending a shock through her body and make her arch and moan. She writhed on the bed and lifted her thighs to grind on his face. That was good. The few boyfriends that have given her oral before had been good, but nothing compared to this. Tom's lips and tongue were just in the perfect place to make her even more aroused than she had ever been in her whole life.
When he places himself between her wide opened thighs, she looked at his face with apssion, envy, lust, need, desire, heat, wilderness. She put her hands on his back and wlecomed him inside. He slid in easily and she let him take his time to enter slowl,y pushing and opening her walls, sliding along the sensitive areas, making her moan louder.
 
She was so hot, and he was so hard. Tom gasped as they joined, he felt her open with him and he felt her pleasure radiating outwards, so he held her tighter, pressing his hole body against her.
He controlled himself as much as he could, restraining his aggression from simply banging her in a violent fuck despite his longing for this moment. He told himself to enjoy this more carefully and treat Sophia more delicately, she was not something to use for his pleasure, she was a flower he wanted to tend carefully until it bloomed.

Despite his warning he still gripped her ass in one hand and growled as he sought to drive his cock further inside her. He lifted one of her legs with a palm and pushed until his trimmed hair mashed against her pussy and his balls heaved against her butt. He intently watched every expression in her eyes as he moved inside her. He felt the head of his cock slide along the top of her passage as he angled his thrust upwards and then, instead of mindlessley thrusting, he made sure that the bone of his pubis met hers and he moved his hips in small circles until he found her soft mons and sought to trap her hood between them.
"You feel amazing," he breathed, "Only the gods deserve a woman like you."
 
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She rocked her hips with his, feeling every move, getting every sensation, pushing more and more, loving to be invaded that way. he was tender, slower, than any of the guys she had met. Not as big as one of them, but far more better. She opened as wide as possible, to allow him the deepest possible. She groaned, eyes closed, enjoying every sensation. her grip on his back tightened and then she began to rock, up and down, letting him slide slowly along her waslls.
 
Tom's breath shuddered, he watched her with her eyes closed and her ecstasy was truly beautiful. It was an image that would sell millions he was sure, but something he could never bear to share. She was so special, he was so privileged to have this moment.
He took her ass in both hands and sat back slightly on his knees. He held himself above her with his tight stomach muscles, enjoying her face from further back, and he continued small rocking movements, trying to find her rhythm, letting Sophia set the pace.
He wanted to see her climax so badly, he would be happy to die straight after.
 
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Tom was so caring, he was not pushing too fast,. too hard, too quick, but so deeply that it was pure pleasure. he took his time, and Sophia was hoping he could hold until the end. She was wacing her whole body to their rythm,loving the forth and back moves, her finegrs bitting in his back. She let out deeper and longer moans. Sweat awas uniting their bodies, a new fluid uniting them after their saliva, and before what was coming... She realized they were bareback ; she was taking her precautions of course, but what about illnesses... too late... Her thoughts were cut by a sudden new wave of pleasure, making her groan and taking a quicker pace, she could feel his lap bouncing on her butt at each thrust.
 
Tom began panting as he got more excited with Sophia's grinding and the aroused state of her body. He gripped her in his hands as he rocked, keeping pressure on her clitoris and he lifted her back and up, resting her head against the plush cushioned headboard of the bed.

Now they were more upright, her ass on his legs, his hands under her thighs, and he slowly thrust from underneath, drawing his cock slowly out of her, playing the thick head of his cock in and out of her pussy lips and then thrusting back in, upto the hilt.
He shuddered and concentrated, Sophia could feel his tight balls quivering under her pussy lips and he licked at her nipples between his long, slow thrusts.

"Are you ok?" Tom panted, his eyes almost feral, but his voice still human. "I want you to let go, let me see how this makes you feel."
 
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- Oh god this is so good TOm, yes go on...

She was feeling it coming, she was feeling it near. her nails harder on his back, her hips moving faster. There it was coming...

- Cum TOm, cum on please...
 
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