"Just as those harsh words settled in, Steve came back and stood behind my wife and looked directly at me. My wife turned her head, gave him a kiss. H... put his arm around her, and said to me, "can I have the room key? I understand your wife is looking for some real satisfaction tonight."I tried to say something, but nothing came out. Steve broke my trance; "the key please."I opened my wallet, pulled out the card key and said, "Room 452."Steve took the key and then told my wife to take a powder. After a while I realised that the photographer, once I had signed the model release, could get getting close to a thousand quid, selling sets of photos to various top shelf magazines, and I had no say in where it went. That's when I decided that if I was doing this I should get more for it, and moreover control where the photos were sold and to whom. I did some research and found that the States was the biggest market, and for some reason they liked English girls. I don't know why, as having. The sensation felt so good that I leaned slightly away from her to give her better access. She seemed to be exploring, pinching, teasing, testing and trying to find what I liked the best. I could feel sensations all over my body and had to lay back on the bed. It felt so different from the backseat grabbing I experienced with my last boyfriend. I could hear small noises escaping me and I had to do something to feel less helpless. I brought her face back to my own and kissed her deeply to try. We took one glass of colddrinks each. Then i asked her is she really loves me. She told yes. To examine her “i asked i want her body only and cannot love her emotionally. She shied. Told “ok but i love you from the corner of my heart.” I asked “are you ready for the sexual encounter?”she said “..o..k..”. Then she took me to her bed room. And she could not wait longer and started kissing my cheek chest and body parts. I kissed her also. She told me “mama please make me naked, i canot be my.