Vasily tightened his grip and strained his ripped belly to fill her with stiff, turgid thrusts, rattling an extended quivering moan from Carie. His hi...s pitched hard upward, slapping his crotch against hers nearly vaulting her off to her ecstatic delight. “Ah fuck!” Carie groaned aloud toward the ceiling. That was it for Vasily; his veneer cracked. The pale skin on his face and around his neck was pink like a spanked pig, framing the purple-blue maze of tattoos on his upper back and shoulders.. “Be proud of them.”“Thanks,” she said. But my comment meant something else to her, too.As soon as we finished those shots, she called a pause and went and put on a bra that was much tighter. She wanted full body shots that didn’t make her look as busty. It was amazing. She looked a lot flatter.“What’s next?” I asked.She went to a three ring binder containing her notes and consulted a page.“Swimsuit or lingerie shot,” she said.“Now we’re talking,” I said, trying to leer. How do you leer? I had. "All mine," she said as she looked back at me. She held her ass tight against me until I was finished."Damn," I said as I slowly pulled away from her. "Felt like you were trying to drain me." Oh, I am," Hope said as she turned to face me. "Let's get back so we can get this over with," she said as she looked down at my now soft but wet cock. "I want to drain you some more and soon." Ready when you are," I smiled."Let me get cleaned up first," Hope smiled.~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ We pulled into the. ? I hadn’t seen her that aroused since we first had sex. Maybe I had never seen her that worked up. She was covered in sweat and there was a wild look in her eyes. Her fingers were pinching and twisting her nipples. For my part, there was a disconnect between my rationale mind and my lust that permitted me to put off processing that my wife was acting like a out of control whore. Later, after I had time to think seriously about what happened, I became more concerned. But I have to.