Ah fuck, don't forget the photo!

You practically have to pull her off you, so tightly latched onto your cock she is, but you can't cum before you take the photo. Gemma stands and takes a few steps back, licking her lips as you take Kevin's phone and line it up with your throbbing cock. Thick, clear pre-cum oozes from the tip, and it glistens with spit under the fluorescent lights of the restroom. You were almost on the urge of blowing, and Gemma had barely been throating you for more than twenty seconds. You take a few snaps of your erect cock, trying to get the best image possible, as she stands there impatiently waiting for you to finish.

"Your husband doesn't mind you sucking another guy's cock?" you ask, thinking to yourself that this is the second married woman you've fooled around with in just as many days. Although Gemma doesn't really count, given your history.

"Nope," she says with a bored yawn. "We're open. If he finds a hot chick he wants to fuck, he can screw her brains out. After all, he cheated on his wife to get with me, so it's not exactly fair for me to make us exclusive. Besides, threesomes are fun."

"So... am I bigger than him?" you continue, finally satisfied with the picture you've taken. You send it to Mrs Reed using Kevin's phone, with your phone number attached to the photo.

"Eh, you're about the same," she says, filling you with a tinge of disappointment. "You done?"

Gemma kneels back onto the floor and grabs your wet cock, shoving it back inside of her mouth once again.