I knew exactly what he wanted, but I couldn’t stop myself from saying it out loud. “You want me to get naked?” His eyes widened as I said that, ...ut quickly returned to normal. He parsed his lips, and nodded. “I know this isn’t… I won’t put this in my portfolio if you really don’t want me to. But it’d be great practice for something that could become relevant in my career…” “It’s okay Paul. You don’t have to explain it. How about we take pictures as I’m taking my undies off?” I couldn’t believe. " Ok that answer kind of shocked her. For all she knew about Matt, which was enough to fill a timble and that isn't much, she didn't peg him for getting easily excited over something like this. Sure maybe after everything is said and done, not while it is still a transition position. Steph wasn't too sure what to do. She wasn't sure if she should mock him for acting like this. She wasn't sure if there was some type of hidden agenda he was hoping for. So she decided to go with her instincts, "Ok. Yvette’s hands opened and closed, making frustrated fists. Her pussy lips tightened of their own volition, hungry for cock. She bit her lip, mastered herself momentarily, and thought quickly. Part of her, the part ashamed at what she had seen and how long she had watched and how consumed by lust her viewing made her, wanted to let them finish. To sneak away. But she had no escape; just a drunk husband in the car, one too far gone to even take to an all night diner and sober up with coffee.. I usually knew what he desired just by such slight gestures, so I shifted my position. Kneeling above him, I tugged down his shorts and felt a liquid response at my core when his massive erect organ popped up into view. I reached to caress it lovingly and then moved down to a comfortable position and commenced to make love to my man’s cock. I licked the moist head and swirled my tongue around it, feeling it grow even harder, and then I engulfed it with my mouth. What a joy to suck my husband’s.