I would be spending a ton of money, and probably taking on a lot of debt, when I already had a high-paying profession that I enjoyed. The prospect of ...iving with Daphne and being in the same bed with her every night was just too enticing. I knew that married people can get blasé about this after a while, but something told me that Daphne would never let her sex life become blasé. That knowledge was both a comfort and a fear. I would be tying my life to a sex-charged nymph for better or for. I can’t take my eyes off her, but can’t help but notice her looking at his crotch again; I glance round to see his cock growing just as he starts to stand. ‘Can you deal with this for me?’ He asks, his now hard cock, still covered in his cum and her juices, moving toward her mouth. I can’t believe she is opening her lips, ready to take him again, and starts licking his cock clean while I’m deep inside her. His hand cups the back of her head as he slips in and out of her mouth, her red hair. One evening, while sitting in the living room, Etty asked me to show her my photos. I brought my general portfolio from my room. It contained landscapes, portraits, some city shots etc. I had another portfolio, which contained nude photography. Just kept separately, so the privacy of the models was kept intact.Etty was going over the B&W prints, commenting here and there, but mostly was very positive about my work.Suddenly she picked a photograph with a nude model in it. It was an act of. After repeating this several time and then moving to her side, I begin to draw the figure eight around both breasts, over one and under the other and around and around. Making note that her breathing had changed now and was a bit heavier with an increase in her pulse as well. I began to smell her sweet female aroma and noticed that she was beginning to be aroused I placed my thumbs at the bottom of her cleavage and stretched my hand in both directions just under her breasts and applying.