Blogspot.com. I write this with the permission of both he and the model featured in “The Bet”, and with his collaboration. He especially helps wit... some of the Italian phrasing, which I don’t speak. I present to you this tale of a bet gone wrong. You will also find links to his other photographic works. Please enjoy “The Bet”.One of the characters in this story is taking photographs to send to Maria’s husband. When Matteo sends them, you can see the photos he sent by checking #BramleyApple’s. It was the 2nd night and we had played games and cooked out most of the day and was winding down next to the campfire and having a night cap. Around 12 midnight they decided to go in for the night. The RV only had one shower so I told them I was going to stay next to the fire for awhile and then hit the bath house before bed. 20-30 minutes later I went in and got my shower bag and could hear Jessica moaning and Bryan's balls slapping her ass. I reached in my shorts for a second and rubbed. He couldn't hold back any longer. He stared at his wife as he slowly unzipped his pants.Dana gasped as he pulled his long shaft from the hole in his shorts. It looked even larger than normal. The head was swollen and purple and there was a stream of clear juice running from the tip. She thought briefly of suspending her story and attacking him, but then she changed her mind. Instead, she quickly stood up and stripped off her shorts and panties. She sat back in the other corner of the sofa and. The button-down shirt she was wearing wasn't buttoned up that much. I could see her black lacy bra very clearly. And on each breast top, she had tattoos. It wasn't a picture of anything, it was just a design mirror-imaged on each breast. I got to imagining how the tats must look on the parts of the breasts I couldn't see. So I started sketching her. Nude.I imagined her full breasts with dark, silver-dollar aureole and a tattooed design reaching around as if to caress them. I imagined her mound.