It was a few years ago, a friend of mine invited me to his weeding in San Francisco. it was a sunny Californian afternoon, near the sea and in a beautiful big house. I went with my wife, who by the time this story happened she was dancing with my friend. I said to her that I need to go to the loo. it was more to see what was around that a natural emergency earlier, I had noticed the weeding photographer, she was a very hot lady, in his middle 50's, short blondish hair, long skinny legs and wonderful middle size breast under a silk yellow shirt. For some reason she turned me on. She smile… Read more