Not for the first time, I felt a bit embarrassed at how quickly I
would climax once my clitoris was
stimulated. Pushing upwards, I felt the bottom of her bra cups moving up,
slowly slipping over the soft flesh. As if on cue, it started raining almost
straight away, and didn’t really stop all
through April and well into May. It felt
amazing. “Photographing you got me so turned
on too” she said. If I’d been a man, I’d have
had no staying power at all! I stared hard at
my book, but I wasn’t taking any of it
in – it was just black blobs on a white
background. In
the mirror opposite me, I could see the red marks on her skin. If, like me, you’re a
bit of an exhibitionist who likes to
tease, there aren’t many opportunities
to expose your bits when you’re
wrapped up against the wind and the
rain.
