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In the weeks after our initial hook-up on a beach in the Bahamas, Candice Swanepoel and I started having sex regularly.
Her work took her away from her husband and towards me.
She wouldn't let me go down on her or fuck her vagina; despite her infidelity, she still considered these to be sacred activities that only her husband could perform on her.
Still, with such a perfectly formed subject it was hard not to take sexy photos.
To try something new, I had Josephine jog up and down the beach. I'm not sure exactly what happened, but soon I was lying on top of her.
I was worried that this would spook Candice, but she just laughed and we got back to fucking. So much so that I didn't even notice our second viewer until several minutes had passed.
Sitting completely naked at the dresser, she was rubbing one hand against her clit and coating the other in coconut oil while watching us fuck. I felt my orgasm begin, but also lost all interest in Candice. I knew she was kinky from the way she had masturbated in front of me, but she really loved rough sex and seemed to have some sort of drowning fetish. There was no need for coconut oil - my dick was fully lubed from fucking her wet vagina.
Candice's intentions were clear when I saw the huge tub of coconut oil sitting on her dresser.
She lent up against the wall of the dressing room and I gently rubbed the oil all down her back, giving her a sensuous massage, before reaching her butt.
A few days later, I got a call from the advertising team at VS. I put my hands on her shoulders and fucked her as hard as I could.
The shoot I did with Candice in the Bahamas had really blown up.
Once again, Josephine was uncooperative, finding creative ways to ruin my shots. A few times, my cock bumped against her cervix at the height of a particularly hard stroke. Josephine's moans of pleasure just drove me to fuck her harder.