While My Husband Waited at Home, the Photographer Fucked Me in the Mercedes

I found a creative photographer online and thought a Mercedes showroom shoot would be classy. My husband agreed, thinking it was just a photo session. But the moment I saw the photographer — tall, confident, with a thick bulge straining in his pants — my body reacted before my mind did. I started posing more provocatively, feeling his eyes undress me. The tension built fast. He came closer, grabbed my waist, and whispered that he wanted to fuck me right there. Within minutes, I was bent over the backseat of a luxury Benz, his thick cock stretching my pussy so deep I couldn't hold back the moans. It wasn't about the photos anymore — it was raw, dirty lust. And all while my husband thought I was being a good girl on set