This happened when I was dating Karl, a German guy. He was getting into photography. He would snap pictures of everything—buildings, streets, bugs—it became pretty annoying. Soon became captivated by Polish communist era, like brutalist architecture and old cars.

One day, I mentioned a hidden spot I knew of - an old graveyard of Soviet trains near a train station. It was usually pretty deserted. Karl was excited to see it, so we went there the next morning.

He loved the place and took many photos of the abandoned rusty trains. But soon, his attention shifted to me. He started kissing me.

"I want you here and now," he whispered.

I dropped to my knees on the rough, gravelly ground. I pulled down his pants, took his cock into my mouth, and started sucking. He held my head firmly. By this time, I was an experienced cock sucker.

Soon, he groaned and came on my face.

After he came, he continued to rub his dick on my face, looking at me .

"Yeah, that's right, you're my dirty slut. You like it."

He was right. I did like it.

As his dick smeared my makeup, my mascara and eyeliner streaked. I felt smudges of lipstick spreading unevenly across my cheeks and chin. I must have looked terrible!

"You look perfect, all wrecked for me," he said.

Then he pulled out his camera and snapped several photos of my disheveled appearance.

"Wow, you're now even uglier than these trains," he said while checking the photos.

The entire ordeal was arousing. My pussy was leaking, I wanted him to fuck me.

But he made me wait. We had lunch together and returned to his place. He only fucked me after I begged him, I was almost crying.

I was ready and quickly exploded with an orgasm on his cock.

Later, I asked him for the photos. He said he deleted them.

We're no longer in touch. He got married. But I like to imagine that he kept those photos and sometimes looks at them, secretly from his wife, and his cock getting hard.