Sipping away at a Fosters super chilled I observed the people in the bar. A small group of three lads sat on stools at the bar boozing away and cracki...g jokes, they were about my age or slightly older, I knew them from around the local pubs. At opposite sides of the lounge were to old blokes both on their own supping pints of tiger relaxing, they were both over retirement age and also lived local. In the restaurant sat to couples eating and drinking..........no sign of Alice yet.After a good. ... with your husband - I will pay well and it will be for my private collection" How much and how long?" £200 for an hour - can you manage that - ohh and a BJ for me at the end of course"The deal was done and a few days later I was on all fours pissing over my husband while this photographer videoed and photographed every part of my body - I felt totally degraded but happy at the same time and when I slide his erect cock into my mouth and sucked him off my pussy was so damm wet.On the way home. After the purchases,Me: I’m DavidShe: I’m reema( name changed) . Thanks a lot back thereMe: no biggie! I have been there hahahWe then share a small laugh. Soon we start talking to each other and asking each other about college and general questions like that.. Until finally she breaks out the question which changes everything.Reema: do you drink?I was like fuck yeah! And she giggled. I told her that her giggle is too cute and she blushed. She told me that she had not drank in a long time and. A few more cries of passion and she stopped.She pushed the men away, pulled up her pants, snapped herbra and returned her sweater to her waist. She got up andwalked out. The show was over.By now I was horny as hell. I returned to watching thescreen, but was thinking that the best voyeurism iswatching the real thing. I was now hoping that Fridaynight might bring in a few couples that enjoyedexhibitionism. It seemed like a long shot since the lasttime I had been here it was only guys in the.