“Uh, Jenn, before we go on why don’t you go back to the missionary pose for just a few shots?”
She rolled over onto her backside and then saw the goo on Derek’s cock and looked down at her own folds. She thought as Oscar had, that Derek had unloaded all over her pussy but his post was high and proud and still full of spunk. She could tell from the look of it that the ooze wasn’t his. She was creaming all over the place!
Oscar shot shot after shot and told Derek to move into position again. “This is as close as we’ll get to the real thing ever,” Oscar exclaimed. “Jennifer, this is so perfect. All the cream without any of it being Derek’s!” She was somewhat embarrassed but what the hell……
Jennifer moved to the end of the couch as instructed earlier by the large Bahamian photographer and placed her hands on the arm of the couch and presented her hindquarters to Derek. Her full breasts swung gently off her chest as Derek moved in behind her with his still hard penis saluting her charms. Oscar faced them from the front and started shooting photos as he gave instructions.
The pose they were now striking was every bit as sensual as had been the prior two with the two naked bodies in such close proximity. Derek gripped her by the waist as if to get purchase to drive himself into her in the simulated sex act. The photo angles made it look for all the world like her young black, lover was pounding her.
As Oscar moved around behind the two, he directed Derek to pull himself away from her backside. Jennifer looked at the monitor to see the full globes of her buttocks flanking the very pink, very wet seam of her pussy. Derek had his black flagpole aimed directly at her soft, wet folds as the camera clicked and clicked.
“Let’s get friendly again. Move in Derek like you’re buried to the hilt of your knife.”
Jennifer felt his lower belly come in contact with the cheeks of her ass and felt the hard head of his cock pressing against her lower belly. “Jennifer we need you a little lower so we can get the right angle to make this believable. Walk you legs out a bit farther.” She splayed her legs a bit farther, as if she were going to do the splits and felt herself lowering onto the shaft of his phallus. She could feel her sex drooling all over that chocolate log planted so sensually close to her portal. “A few shots from this angle,” Oscar directed, “one more pose and we’re done.”
Oscar suggested for the last pose that Jennifer be in the female superior position. He instructed Derek to sit on the sofa and for Jennifer to situate herself over him. Derek adjusted himself on the sofa with his pole still rigid as when they had started the photo shoot. Jennifer balanced herself on the arm of the sofa and the back as she straddled the young man.
“Okay, okay, the angle’s all wrong. Derek you’re going to have to….no, Jenn you do it. Reach down there and pull his wand up into a position where we can believe entry is possible. Remember now you have been giving the impression that you’ve been at it in all these other positions so let’s not get lazy on this last set,” Oscar scolded.
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