Ben arranges the photo session with a male photographer at a place in the industrial part of the city. Two weeks pass, and every day we get closer to ...he shoot, the hornier I get. My heart races just thinking of exposing myself in front of another man.We don’t have sex for the two weeks leading up to the shoot. Ben wants me climbing the walls and super-horny. He told me that he knows that, in this state, I will be liable to act sexier and more adventurous.As I leave the house for the shoot on. I gasped, fearing I was already nearing orgasm and he hadn’t even touched my cock!“Fuuuuuuck” Joe exclaimed, “how the hell, oh my god that’s fucking AMAZING”My breathing was rapid and I panted as I threw my head back, his rock hard pole twisting inside me a little, reminding me of how he was now fully inside me.He Dug his fingers into my shoulders, his eyes rolling back in his head, mouth wide open as he began to slowly move in and out of my ass.“Fuck Joe, fuck, oh my god fuck me harder” I. . I’ll give you each one wish, but if you don’t mind, I’ll keep the last one for myself.”“Wow, that’s great!” the husband said. He pondered a moment and blurted out, “I’d like a million dollars a year for the rest of my life.”“No problem,” said the genie. “You’ve got it, it’s the least I can do. And I’ll guarantee you a long, healthy life!” “And now you, young lady, what do you want?” the genie asked.“I’d like to own a gorgeous home complete with servants in every country in the world,” she. A scream that was equal parts pain, pleasure, and pure lust for my black lover to once again stake his claim to my body. I pushed back hard as he pounded forward and I felt his hands running up and down my garters sliding a finger inside the top of my stocking and feeling my smooth skin underneath. He loved me clad in lingerie and it turned him into a raging sex brute when I modeled the expensive hosiery, garter belts, bras, corsets, gowns and panties his crew has plundered from captured.