It had been a stroke of genius bringing the polaroid camera last night. Though I doubt I’d ever forget the experience with full explosive high-definition sensations seared into my memory.
It was Ridge that had thought of it, my stud. He’d passed it to my husband without me knowing and I’d startled the first time it had gone off while Ridge peeled away my clothing right in front of Carl.
It had been an alien yet familiar sound—wearing a blindfold does that—makes every other sense heightened so the familiar dives into the surreal.
I’d peeked over the top of my blindfold and smiled when I recognised the device, a quick glimpse of my new lover sent the sparks of anticipation coursing through my body straight to my clit.
Fuck, he was hot. More than hot, he was oozing sex appeal from every pore and I was glad I’d snatched a look. I’d quickly flicked my gaze to Carl just as last-minute jitters caught me off guard, and was thrilled to see him staring at me with his jaw set hard and a raw look of lust flashing across his expression.
Jesus, even if the sex with Ridge had been terrible, the look on my husband’s face let me know I was in for the fuck of my life later when the ‘bull’ was gone.
And now, as I lift the little square photographs, I get to see the action anew—from the perspective of my husband. So I know there’s no doubt about what a good show we put on for him.
I lie back into the deep crisp bedding and stare at the images one by one. My face twisted in rapture—head thrown back in ecstasy as my fingers twist into his hair as he eats my desperate pussy. And my god, it was fucking ravenous for him. I’d never felt wetter or more accommodating. He...
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