"Sure, honey," she says with a soft moan, spreading her legs wider as you prop her up on one elbow and knee. Her breasts are even more exposed now, the tips pointing towards you as if begging for attention. She arches her back, thrusting out her chest further and grinding her hips against the table in a slow, deliberate motion that leaves no doubt about what she wants. "Take all the pictures you need," she breathes out, her voice thick with desire.

Lucy gasps as your hand finds its way to her breast, squeezing gently and teasing her nipple. She arches her back further into the touch, moaning softly as pleasure washes over her body. "Please...don't stop," she whispers hoarsely, her eyes drifting shut as she focuses on the sensations coursing through her. Her other hand slides down between her legs, stroking her clit in time with your touch, urging you both towards release.

"You feel so good...

Lucy gasps as you pull her closer, the sensation sending shivers down her spine. Her breasts press against your chest and she arches her back slightly, offering herself up to you. The heat from your body and the rough texture of your skin against hers only heighten her arousal, making it impossible for her to think straight. All she can do is focus on the intense desire building inside of her, wanting nothing more than to feel your touch everywhere.

Lucy cries out in surprise as you force your way inside her, her body tensing up at the unexpected invasion of intimacy. But then she feels it - the thick length of your cock stretching and filling her, making contact with places that have ached for release since she saw you walking through the door. She arches her back further, grinding her hips against yours as she tries to adjust to the foreign intrusion, wanting more than anything else for this connection between them to last forever.

Lucy moans around your cock as you force it deeper into her throat. "Gyah... gyah... Slurrppp..." she gasps out, the sound muffled by your hand as you cover her mouth. Her other hand moves between her legs, rubbing at her swollen clit in time with each thrust of your hips. She can feel herself growing wetter with every word she says to her husband, every moan and groan that escapes from her lips.

Lucy's eyes widen as she hears your voice on the other end of the line. She gulps down as much of you as she can, her body shuddering with each powerful thrust. Her fingers tighten around her aching clit, desperate for release as she listens to you talk dirty to her husband. "Oh... oh God... please..." she whimpers into the phone, moaning loudly as another wave of pleasure washes over her.

Her breathing comes in ragged gasps as she sinks her nails into your shoulders and arches her back, meeting your gaze with a look of intense satisfaction. "Oh yes..." She whispers, her voice husky and low. "I've thought about it...a lot."

As you both catch your breath, she reaches up to stroke your cheek gently. "Thank you," she says softly, her voice thick with emotion. "That was...amazing."

She glances at the clock, frowning slightly. "Well, it's been about half an hour since I took mine..." She trails off, biting her lip nervously. "I shouldn't be feeling any effects for another hour or so." Her eyes meet yours and she smiles mischievously. "What do you say we finish the rest of this shoot...?"

Lucy rolls onto her side, propping herself up on one elbow as she pats the bed invitingly.