So, you won't believe what went down at my friend's wedding. Picture this: I'm having a blast, the music's pumping, and I catch the eye of the photographer. There's this unspoken chemistry, you know, like a little spark that says, "Let's add some mischief to this party."

Feeling the moment, I throw out a playful line about how I'm feeling myself in this black dress. Surprisingly, Mr. Photographer is all in, and I'm like, "Why not take our little photoshoot to the bathroom? The lighting's bomb there."

In this impromptu bathroom shoot, it's not just about the pics; it's this playful dance of stolen glances and cheeky smiles. Now, here comes the plot twist. While he's busy capturing those 'gram-worthy moments, I decide to be a bit daring.

Casually, I stroll up, place my hand on his camera, give it a slight tease, and bam – we share a quick kiss and I started making out with him and hugging him. Now I pulled him by the hand and took him to the bathroom and we started making out eeven more and he started touching between my legs on my thigh and rubbed his hand on my pussy and I did the same to his cock started gently massaging it and pulled my dress up a bit and layed on my knees took it out and I started sucking it slowwwly while staring him in the eyes and saying how good of a photographer he is but I want him to give me a nice shot. I then started deepthroating it making him go craaazy and after a few minutes he came on my face because he wanted to hurry up since he was getting calls about being on duty and everyone thought he disappeared.

I then got out first from the bathroom like nothing happened and told him to wait a bit and lie that he had some problems with his stomach>

I guess he liked me very much because when I saw the album after the wedding I appeared way more often then any other girl, even then the bride.