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She didn't wake to his presence.

He let his eyes wander from her small brown nipples to the fluff of blonde hair that marked the join of her thighs, just enjoying the sight.

"I have to tell you." She was watching him. "Just because you can see it doesn't mean you can have it."

He tore his eyes away from the dark skin of her nipples. "I know. Worth looking at though."

Again the ghost of a smile. "Thank you. Let's get started, shall we?"

He watched as she padded across to a cupboard and took out a compact camera, checking its charge as she brought it back to him.

"Do you know how to use these?" She asked.

It was a question that could have come across as very patronising, but the innocence of her gaze belied any such thought. He gave it a quick look over.

"Yes, I can manage this, no problem."

"Good, then come across here, I want you in front of the mirrors. I'll kneel in front of you and... Well, you know what I'm going to do. And, don't worry, I'll finish you off when we've finished taking pictures, so don't think about being left high and dry."

That was the first time she had actually confirmed that she would finish the job off and let him come in her mouth, and it was nice to know.

"All I ask is that you warn me before you shoot."

"I promise you that."

"Good, now stand sideways to the mirror." She put her hands on his shoulders and guided him into place. "I want you to take one looking straight down at me while I'm looking up with you in my mouth, and another in the mirror so that it shows us both full length, okay?"

"Yep, I can do that." He wondered why those specific poses.

"When you photograph us in the mirror, make sure that it shows your cock actually in my mouth, and also, hold the newspaper in front of your face. It's this morning's and it will both hide you and prove that the picture wasn't taken before today."

She gestured towards the paper she had brought up with her and that now lay at the foot of the bed.

"Don't worry." She saw his puzzled expression and continued. "It'll make sense when I tell you why."

"That's okay. It's not a problem, honest."

"Good. Here we go then."

She knelt in front of him, her face only a few inches from the end of his cock. Now she really was visibly trembling as she knelt and just stared at him.

"Are you all right?" He asked, concerned that somehow she didn't want to do it. "We don't have to do this, you know, even though you asked me."

She glanced up and then returned her gaze to his cock. "No it's okay. It's just that I've never done this to anyone but my husband before."

"As long as you're sure." He was feeling almost sorry for her, without really knowing why.

She didn't reply, she just wrapped her fingers around his shaft, then opened her mouth and took him between her lips, softly kissing the end. Her fingers were cool but strong, and her lips felt soft and warm and exciting. He couldn't resist a tiny sigh of pleasure.

For a minute or so her tongue just swirled around the end, but then, having got used to the idea of a strange man's cock in her mouth, she opened it wider and took him right in. Now, she looked up at him and made a 'take a photograph' gesture with her finger and thumb.

The feel of her mouth around his cock was so nice he'd almost forgotten the reason they were doing this, but he still had the camera in his hand so now he raised it and sighted down his body, composing the shot to be sure his belly didn't obscure his cock. Seeing him line up the shot she pulled back a little so that her head was tilted upwards and her mouth just engulfed the head of his cock, making it very obvious that she wanted to be identified in the photograph.

Having taken the first photo he looked sideways, seeing himself plainly in the large mirrors, his cock very clearly disappearing into Mrs Clifton's mouth.

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