She walked into my studio wearing nothing but a silk robe that barely covered her ass. "Make me look filthy," she said, dropping the robe. Her tits were full, nipples already hard, and her shaved pussy glistened like she had been touching herself in the car. I grabbed the camera and started shooting raw.
"Spread your legs wider," I told her, clicking away. She obeyed, fingers sliding down to open her cunt lips for the lens. The first pic captured her clit swollen and her hole already dripping. "That's it, you filthy slut. Show me how wet you are." She moaned at the words and pushed two fingers inside herself, pumping slowly while I snapped pic after pic.
I set the camera down for a second and stepped closer. My cock was straining against my jeans. She noticed and grinned. "You gonna fuck me or just take pictures?" I unzipped and pulled it out, thick and veined. She dropped to her knees without being told and swallowed me to the back of her throat in one greedy motion. Spit ran down her chin as she gagged on it, eyes watering, but she kept sucking like a whore who needed it.
I grabbed her hair and fucked her face hard, the wet sounds filling the studio. When I pulled out she gasped, strings of saliva connecting her lips to my cock. "Get on the couch," I ordered. She crawled over, ass up, and I took more pics of her from behind, her pussy lips puffy and shiny with juice.
I slammed into her without warning. She cried out and pushed back, taking every inch. I pounded her deep and fast, the slap of skin loud and nasty. Every few thrusts I grabbed the camera again, snapping close-ups of my cock stretching her hole, her cream coating my shaft. "Look at that greedy cunt," I growled. "Taking it like you were made for it."
She came hard, legs shaking, but I didn't stop. I flipped her onto her back, hooked her knees over my shoulders, and drilled her even deeper. Her tits bounced with every thrust.
I leaned down and bit her nipple while I kept fucking her, then pulled out just long enough to take another series of pics of her wrecked, gaping pussy.
When I was close I pulled out and stroked over her face. "Open your mouth." She did, tongue out, and I painted her lips and tongue with thick ropes of cum. She swallowed what she could and let the rest drip down her chin while I took the final shots.
We lay there catching our breath, bodies slick. She smiled up at me through the mess on her face. "Those pics are going to look so fucking hot." I already knew I'd be using them later, jerking off to every single frame of her used and satisfied body.
