"With your legs spread or something. More sexually inviting poses. You know, for Drake."I leaned back on the bed with my legs spread in a wide positio.... I'm extremely flexible so it was a useful suggestion. I continued doing very sexy positions while she took the photos of me. I often worried my pussy was peeking out. "You're wetness is adding to the photo. Makes it very appealing," she pointed out.I didn't even notice I was wet. I blushed. My best friend was getting me wet through my. "You two enjoy yourselves" he added, "I'm going to go upstairs and shower."Once he left the room, Rhonda stopped sucking me long enough to look up and into my eyes."He's totally cool with this" she said, adding a pretty smile, "Are you?" Yea...." I replied, "Yes, I guess so." So here's the deal" she continued, "I can give you an amazing blowjob and then send you on your way, or…." Her words dropped off."Or what?" I asked,"Or..." She kissed the head of my cock, "You and come upstairs and fuck. A real man wanted her and he was here, and he was going to have her! For the first time she would be unfaithful to her husband.She could restrain herself no longer and begged Zaid to fuck her, she begged Zaid to devour her, and she breathlessly begged him to load her with Somali seed, her decency and faithfulness as a wife flooded and swamped by her juices of need and submission to Zaid.Excited by her pleading, Zaid's hands tore at her white knickers, he didn't have much time with this white. But it's like getting a tattoo. It's permanent."Jen looked intently at me. "It'll mean you'll never see me again with blond hair. I mean, I could let my hair go blond again, but it wouldn't look right with the dark eyebrows. So I wouldn't. If I get this done, I'll always dye my hair black, forever. I'll never be a blonde again. Never."Jen paused, and then continued. "He also wants me to stop wearing my wedding and engagement rings. He said he doesn't like them, because he doesn't want me to be.