“Pick your favorite, oh, you want some of this lubricant before we begin?”
“No, I’m positive,” she replied laughingly as she ran her middle finger across her seam and rubbed her middle finger and thumb together feeling the viscous secretion she was producing. She could feel her juices already starting to run down the crack of her ass. “Any more lubrication and I’ll slide right off the couch.”
“Glad to hear you are enjoying yourself.”
Oscar instructed her to run the tip of the ridged, emerald green vibe the length of her slit using just the tip. She had to be instructed to think about where her hand was at and where the cameral lens was aiming so her hand didn’t block the real heart of the matter. After a couple of test shots had popped up on the monitor she understood that the angle was pretty important. She was guided through a number of shots where the vibrator was fitted lengthwise the entire length of her slit. The lips of her pussy cradled the object wetly within its folds. “Turn the thing on if that would make it any more enjoyable for you,” Oscar told her. “May as well make this fun. The expressions on your face are really what make the shot so if they look forced on your face they won’t turn out as hot.”
“Slide it in a bit now, hon. Good…good…pull it out and do it again. Look down at what you are doing…great, super, work on the expression. Is this fun or not? Are you enjoying it? Make the camera believe you are loving it! Gotta get a bit closer now,” and the big man moved around behind the couch and took some shots of the vibrator sliding in and out of her wet depths. Her pink petals clutching the device in its slick pinkness as it slid in and out of her. The green of the vibrator was shimmering with her copious lubrication as it coated the entire length of the gel shaft and wet the tips of her fingers as well as she immersed the device into herself.
“New angle now,” and Oscar repositioned himself near her head at the end of couch. “We need to see what you are seeing.” He shot a few shots and Jenn turned her head to watch as they popped up on the monitor. This angle had the side of her face, her right breast and nipple, the rise of her stomach and the strip of blond pubic hair being stabbed by the emerald shaft. One shot had the jelly phallus nearly fully withdrawn and the next had it buried to its base in her quim.
Oscar repositioned yet a third time, repositioned the lights to eliminate his shadow with a remote control strapped to his wrist and told her to lower her left knee a bit as he sat on the edge of the coffee table. The camera was only about three feet away from the school ma’rms magnificent mammaries and seeping sex portal.
Jennifer could smell her own juices and the stimulation of her hands and the dildo had her on the edge. “How can Oscar stand this,” she started to think and was wondering if he had an erection. He just continued to coach her into more and more poses telling her to move the vibrator this way and that, to push it in all the way and hold it, and then he would move around to get different angles. “Pinch your nipples, push your tongue out just a bit, drop your chin,….” She was somewhat shocked by his next instruction.
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