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all, although I’ve been preparing for this moment, anticipating this moment, fantasizing about this moment for some time now, there was always that tiny bit of doubt about how my body would react once I actually got to this moment. And so now it is a HUGE relief to feel my body reacting EXACTLY the way I hoped, the way Chris hoped.
    And how is Chris, my lover, my man, I think. My back is facing the camera and I cannot see Chris right now, so I turn slowly, gasping as I feel Parker’s hands slide up around my ass and massage the smooth skin of my bare stomach as I reposition myself facing away from Parker and looking directly into the camera.
    Chris’s face is almost expressionless in the camera, and he is sitting there frozen. For a moment I wonder if it’s too much for him, if I need to stop. But now I feel Parker stand up behind me, his hard body pressing against mine, his erection pushing against the thin cloth of my sundress, his strong hands rubbing the sides of my thighs, moving up along my hips, tugging at the elastic of my panties, those strange hands exploring my curves as they move up along my body, now fingering the sides of my bra through my dress even as I feel his hot breath against my ear, my neck, my cheek.
    I am breathing heavily now, and I remind myself that Chris can call it off at any time. All he needs to do is say the word. I don’t need to worry about him, I tell myself. I can just relax and let go, just like Chris and I discussed in those deeply personal, almost erotic conversations we’ve had over the past few days. Yes, I have his permission, his blessing, his encouragement even, and I can immerse myself in the pleasure that’s pulsing through my body right now as this stranger’s hands get closer and closer to my round breasts, my ready nipples.
    And so I close my eyes and turn my head slightly, giving Parker access to my lips. He responds quickly, decisively, accepting my invitation for a kiss, and I feel his tongue slide into my mouth just as he squeezes my breasts with tremendous force even as he pushes his erection against my ass from behind.
    I kiss him back hard, my ass grinding into his cock as I push my chest out, stick my tits out, feel my nipples getting hard like rocks under the firm pressure of Parker’s thick fingers. Our tongues are swirling against each other, our warm saliva mixing, and I am breathing hard, my chest heaving as I feel my bra getting tight as my nipples puff out with arousal, my breasts swell with the rise of my internal heat.
    I am still facing the camera, but my eyes are closed tight now as I tell myself to let go, to release the last shreds of my self-consciousness, to accept the primal beauty, the physical purity, the raw sensation of what’s happening right now.
    And as if Parker can sense me losing myself in the moment, he kisses me harder, licking my cheek from the side, biting my ear now, grinding his cock hard into my swirling ass, pulling my body into him. He is still pressing my tits hard, pinching the nipples through my bra to the point where it almost hurts. I can hear myself moaning softly, and it sounds like someone else moaning for a moment, and in that moment I open my eyes and immediately see my Chris, my husband. His mouth is hanging open, his eyes looking slightly unfocused. He has pushed his chair farther away from the camera and I can see that he has a tremendous erection that’s forming a goddamn tent in his tight pants.
    The sight of Chris so turned on drives me wild now, and I grab Parker’s right hand and place it on my crotch, pushing my hips out and moaning loudly as I feel his fingers press down on my clit through my sundress and underwear.
    Parker starts to run his thick middle finger up and down the center of my crotch now, and I can feel my own wetness seep through the two layers of cloth. I am writhing under Parker’s firm, confident touch, the sensation of his tongue licking my face and neck from behind combined with the