than you my friends for all the encouragement in the form of comments and clicks on the thank you button. I appreciate that you feel that it ranks up there with the best this forum has to offer, and I'll continue to try and accurately describe what I saw and was feeling seeing these males buzzing around my wife like a flower, wanting to fully experience her oozing nectar and wanting to pollinate her as deeply as possible, my wife's choice being the only thing standing in the way of this from becoming a full on gang bang.
Her choice seemed to be to let the "assistant" go all the way. My mind was going a mile a minute about this. I had to figure my wife knew what she was doing, but she usually always insists on condoms, so it hit me as a double whammy that she had released her restriction regarding bareback sex with strangers. Did this mean this "assistant" wasn't considered by my wife to be a stranger? I would have to wonder.
Later I would find out a lot more went into the planning of this event than I was aware. My wife and the two photographers had spoken in conference calls and a few individual calls with the "assistant," plus a meeting with both at the studio. Rox assured me that nothing went on that wasn't pure professionalism, but she said she liked the "assistant's" vibes and his looks even though he was older. Apparently he impressed her, without any hardcore references, that he understood just what she wanted to give her husband as a gift in pictures. The std clearance started as a joke - the "assistant" spoke humorously of what might go wrong that he would have no control over such as if the model had to cancel at the last minute - he would gladly step in. My wife said she played along for a laugh but declined in a friendly way to the reality of it. I hadn't been a place to see it, but at some point after we first arrived at the studio for the shoot the "assistant" had given her test results with a "hey, just in case."
My wife said she still was on the other side of the fence about letting the assistant get into the action until he put on the mask and came in close to her face and started whispering things to her as she was being fondled by the model relatively early on in the session. She said, "He did really get me." Not "he did really get what I wanted the photos for you to be" but "He really did get me."
My wife clearly felt comfortable enough and in tune enough with the assistant to invite him to help her give me a set of photos I would cherish forever. Having pulled out all the stops with this man she was giving me more than I ever dreamed I would get from her gift to me. And that was just the half of it. The other half was this monster cock needing
some worshipping and demanding my wife's attention as well.
My wife was closer to her expected level of restraint with the model. I would find out later that he had not provided the documentation, and although my wife felt some chemistry, she thought she would keep to the guidelines she had already established with him. This all sounds so unfun to mention, so suffice it to say that while my wife adhered to her strictest rules, she went way further than I could have hoped to see them positioned in such a way as to see the big black cock in contact with my wife's dainty blondish beaver...
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