After a few more pictures the photographer announced he was finished and I grabbed my things and rushed to the dressing room wondering what I would ha...e done had he wanted more. As I sat in the dressing room trying to compose myself, the photographer said the male model had arrived and as soon as I was ready we could get started. When I walked out in my red teddy and g-string and saw the male model, I though omg! What a hunk he is! We started in some very basic couple poses before moving on to. He tensed up and blew his first load down my throat then pulled out and sprayed my tits. I scooped up all of his seed and ate it. “Good girl,” was all he said before he picked me up and dropped my wet pussy on his pole sized dick. I screamed as his cock hit my cervix. He lifted me by my ass and dropped me again. I was seeing stars but it hurt so good. He kept this up until I came all over his cock and balls. He kept lifting and dropping me until every hint of orgasm waned. I was deliriously. "“I'd rather not talk about it right now. Monique, would you please leave so I can talk with my wife. Assuming she still wants to be my wife.”Amanda turned to Monique, quietly asked her to leave, telling her she'd get in touch with her later. Monique bid us adieu hoping she could make amends. With her departure, Amanda sat on the end of the bed facing me. She apologized again then proceeded to tell me the story of her weekend. I sat patiently listening to her tale, saying nothing to interrupt. You checked the hallway again before slipping completely inside the room and shutting the door as quietly as possible. You wanted to watch him stoke, it was so captivating. It was arousing as you pressed your back up against the corner, letting part of he door frame and the curtain keep you in shadow as your own hands began to roam your body. Your left slipped down between your legs kneading your panty clad mound, drawing concentric circles around your swelling clit and then slipping.