I stood at the door and rang the bell. An older man of around 35 years old opened the door. Just a regular guy who did really nice to me. We sat down ...and talked a lot. About ordinary things and other stuff. After a while he began talking about how he wanted to make the pictures. He took his equipment and instructed me in which position I had to stand. I still had my clothes on but after a while he asked me if I could take of my shirt, and then my shoes, trousers, socks, untill I was standing in. Many times Pete had insisted that, as he seemed unable to provide me with the orgasms we both wanted, it would be okay if I took a lover who could. Indeed he had been trying to persuade me to sleep with another man for well over a year before, two months ago and unknown to him, it had finally happened.In early November, after over twenty years of marriage, I had become an unfaithful wife for the first time when my affair with Tony, a long-time family friend began.Despite Pete’s continual. As the figure got closer, I managed to spot some details suggesting that it was a womanly figure. She sported dark forest-green hair, and her skin the color of desert sand was visible through the thin mist surrounding her. Her steps were soft and sounded as if she was walking barefoot on soft dry sands. As the mist around her face parted, I could see that her eyes were the darkest blue, like the color of the deepest ocean where whales and dolphins frolicked untouched by human hands."Mother!" I. She blushed like a newly wed bride. I put my hand in her panties and caressed her bulging mount. I ran my fingers through the silky forest of her pubic hair. Her slit was wet and I rubbed my fingers on her labia. My fingers traversed her slit and spotted her clit and with my thumb and index finger, I caught it and gave a soft squeeze. Her hand has already gone to my dick, and she was moving her hand up and down slowly. There was a droplet of pre-cum crowning the head of my shaft and she spread.