EXTRACT FOR
Following My Desires
(Nicola Nichols)

Cindy played director, having me sit on the bed with Mark facing me so I could lick the tip of his cock while she was on the far side, licking her lips as she watched me. She cupped his balls.



Arnold took shots of me swallowing his cock and then Cindy doing the same. When it was clear Mark was about to come, Cindy grabbed his cock and stroked him so that he shot off on our faces. Arnold took a lot more of us licking his cum off each other.



Then, for the first time, I went down on a woman. And her husband watched. He got on his knees beside the bed and kept his face close as I licked her cunt, then fingered her while I found her clit and teased it until she erupted.



And all the time I ate his wife, Mark played with Cindy's tits with one hand and stroked my ass with the other.



"Fuck her, Mark," Cindy said.



An eager Mark, rock hard again, turned me and pushed my legs back. He stood beside the bed, fucking me, with Cindy urging Arnold to get good shots of her husband's prick entering me.



By the time he came in me, Mark was getting into the program. He pushed Cindy's face into my cunt. "Lick her clean," he said.



As she did exactly that, he moved so my hand was on his cock. I toyed with it as Cindy ate my pussy, licking me to a splendid orgasm.



And all the time, Arnold did the photographer's dance around the bed, taking shots from every angle.



They were going to have quite an album.



Mark got hard again and wanted Cindy on her knees. He slipped his cock in her with Arnold sticking the camera under her crotch and getting even new angles.



Then Mark pulled out. "Her ass," he said, spreading Cindy's ass cheeks.



Arnold happily took shots and then pulled back so Mark could press his prick into her asshole.



Click, click, click.



"Lick my balls," Mark said.



I, and Arnold's camera, got down behind him. I sucked his balls and Arnold got the photos.



Mark cried out as he came. Cindy cried out, maybe coming, maybe just excited.



They collapsed.



Arnold dropped his camera on the bed and his pants to his knees. "Monica," he said.



I went down on him, sucking the urgency away, letting him come in my mouth.



Later, Arnold ordered lunch from a takeout place. After we ate, we looked at the photos. Mark got hard again. "I want your ass again," he told Cindy.



"I'm sore," she said. "Do Monica." Then she smiled. "On the balcony."



So, with Arnold shooting, I found myself bent over the railing while Mark fucked my ass. 



The entire time, I kept flicking my eyes over to my balcony, half expecting Ward to step out.



He didn't.



Mark came.



They paid Arnold, who gave them a thumb drive. Arnold paid me, and they left.



Never to be seen again.