45am, pressed the door bell, and there was this well built guy, in his shorts and tshirt. I introduced myself, and asked for Marco. He smiled and said... glad you have come in early. We are just arranging stuff for the shoot. Marco called me in and showed me the room and the equipment. It was a hall, with a three seater whitish sofa, marron walls, and the vase at the end of the sofa and a chair at the right end of the cosy sofa. My camera equipment was placed facing the sofa and the sole chair. I. Part of this is discussing our sexual experiences from before and during our marriage. It was during one of these discussions, prompted by the massage story, that she revealed there was more to it than she had originally revealed.Upon leaving the spa that day after her experience with Alvin, a black Kenyan masseur, she neglected to tell me that, as she got to the reception area, she booked him for a massage the next day. We weren't married at the time and had only been dating a short while so I. I just laid there sore, cum covered and exhausted, naively thinking that I was done for the night. However, just then, two of the guards came in, grabbed me and dragged me to the bathroom ordering me to take a shower as they wanted to take their turns to fuck me as well. I begged them to let me rest for the night but for that, I just received a hard slap across my face.After I washed myself, I was then led to another bedroom upstairs, but after a bit more pleading (and a couple more slaps to my. She slowed her movements enough for me to lean forward and suck one of her stiff nipples into my hot mouth, moaning as I sucked hard, swirling the tip of my tongue around and around. She ground her pussy hard against my cock, grabbing my head with both hands and holding my face against her chest, sucking in a hiss of air through her teeth as I closed my teeth on her nipple, gently nipping it and running the tips of my teeth up and down its length. My hips were bucking, jamming the tip of my.