My cock pulsed against my belly.“Smell. Smell the natural, musky scent of Your Dominant’s unbathed backside. Fill your nostrils with His pungent o...or. The odor that He has allowed to more fully develop and ferment between the soft, fleshy globes of His hirsute Ass.”i knew His a****listic scent well. The ripe stink engulfed me as i continued to breath in and out as deeply as possible. As i lay there, taking in His odor, it seemed that every molecule of the surrounding air had been saturated with. Millie Graham is brilliant and so were you.”“What did you think of Amanda?”“Well, she’s a new star, isn’t she?”I told her how good I thought she was, how professional, assured and destined to be one of the great successes of her generation. “And, Laura?”“Yes?”“Please quote me.”She smiled. “I will. You’re a nice woman, Faye. I know a few who’d have been keener to get their own praise.”“So do I.”True to her word, Whitfield gave Chicklet a great write up and quoted me.The reception after the press. As Adam finally slid his cock into my pussy, feeling totally full as I orgasm again shouting to both of them to fuck me like the dirty whore I was all of a sudden Charlie cum in my arse that set Adam off, Adam exploded a huge amount of cum that over flowed out of my slit.Adam pulled out and stood up his long limp cock hung down dripping cum from the head, I got off, of Charlie who lay there lifeless his cock slumped over his leg, I was gagging for more I had not had sex in a year, ok had the. The final picture was of Maggie and must have been taken by Michael. She seemed to be coming out of the bathroom in the hotel room. She was naked except for stockings, which looked like they had tears on the leg from vigorous activity. Her hair was mussed up and she was smiling at the camera. Unashamed, unabashed. My wife with her lover.I already knew this had all happened but the photos made it so much more real. Why had she taken them, and allowed Michael to take photos? Was it because she.