(Wait, wait.) Thkur pulled himself off and Binita shucked off the offending garment. Her breasts were scarlet with arousal and Thakur lay on her, crus...ing her to himself. For the first time in all those a****l encounters they wrapped arms around one other and held each other close. She buried her head in his neck and smeared the residue of tears on his skin. He lay on her, his hips moving like piston drivers. For the first time his focus was on cumming and not on prolonging the pleasure. For. I’m anything buy shy, and with a couple of drinks in me I had lost all of my inhibitions. We exchanged flirty looks for a while, and after they had a couple of beers they made their way over to us. “Hola muchachas, les podemos comprar una cerveza?” (Hey girls, can we buy you guys a beer?) They smiled at us. I laughed “Of course you can, but she doesn’t drink, so get her a soda” I pointed at Vero, who was now clearly embarrassed. They sat down, and we began to chat, and drink some more. I. Ok. Time to get up and get ready for school. First thing first and that’s the toilet. As I get up and walk into the attached room which is my bathroom. Always thought it was a good thing when my parents built this house that most of the bedrooms have there own bathroom. Ah now that that’s done. Time to grab breakfast.I slip on my pink cat slippers and open my bedroom door and head down the hall to the back stairs to head down to the kitchen. This was a convenient touch to the house as it allows. One photographer was keen however, "Would you do a private fetish photoshoot at a top class studio??" "What fetish" I asked "Oral and watersports ...... with your husband - I will pay well and it will be for my private collection" How much and how long?" £200 for an hour - can you manage that - ohh and a BJ for me at the end of course"The deal was done and a few days later I was on all fours pissing over my husband while this photographer videoed and photographed every part of my body - I felt.