It's T Shirt time

I put on the white t shirt and saw that it was long enough to cover my butt. Not by much, but it still covered it.

The shirt was sleeveless, and was a little big on me. As I looked to the mirror I noticed that only a hint of cleavage showed on the front when I was standing up, but was big enough that when I bent forward a little, you could see down it.

The sleeves were ripped off enough from the sides that you could see my breasts from that view too.

The excitement made my nipples come alive, and I walked out into the studio.

Erin whistled and smiled when I appeared before them. Andy was maintaining his professionalism as he shot away. I noticed her had me on all fours, and shot me from different angles. I could tell he was getting hard. It was a little more difficult to read Erin though. I wasn't worried because the smile never left her face. Occasionally she would lick her lips, as if they were dry and she was trying to keep them moist.

I knew a lot of the photos were going to have glimpses of my bare pussy and bare breasts, but I knew my husband would like it.

I had no idea how much time had passed, but also suspected that it was getting closer to the point of when my husband would appear.

Andy was sporting a pantsful of cock at this point. I could tell Erin's face was flushed. I saw Erin whisper something into Andy's ear, and he nodded.

Erin then looked at me and asked, "For the final few photos, do you think your husband would like someone else with you?"