“All righty then,” quipped the big man as he ambled back to the set where Jennifer was comfortably reclining on the bed. “Are you ready to take another step toward the naughty side?”
“I guess so.”
“Good, roll slightly to the left, prop yourself up on your left elbow and open the top draw of that bed side table. Oops, okay, slide your right leg over your left and rotate your feet more towards the middle of the bed. Hold it right there.” Flash, flash.
The angle of the shot had her full bottom, covered only slightly by the black material of the panties, almost fully exposed. “Okay, slowly open up the drawer.”
Jennifer slowly pulled the drawer open and found it contained about eight or ten different colors and sizes of dildos and vibrators. “Good, okay, now look back over your right shoulder right at the camera. Give me that “look what I found” look to Troy.” Her expression was just the right combination of lustful gaze and girlish innocence. “Perfect. Kid, you should take up modeling. You have great expressions, right on the money.” She appreciated the compliments but still was unsure of what Oscar had planned for her and the “implements” in the drawer.
“Pick one, any one, we’re only going to use it as a prop for some more shots,” Oscar coaxed.
The full figured blonde reached aimlessly into the drawer and withdrew a latex phallus complete with veins, a realistic head and a scrotum in a hot pink color. “How’s this as she turned to the camera,” only to have the camera go off in her face. The device was about 12 inches long and at least an inch and a half in diameter with a screw on-off switch at the base beyond the scrotum.
“Perfect, perfect. Now roll over onto your back again.” She feared he was going to ask her to plunge that rubber monster into her shimmering depths but her fears were allayed when he told her to lay it between her breasts and resume the supine position upon the pillows. She saw the resulting photographs with the pink monster resting colorfully on the white material of the ribbed undershirt. “Ok, we have to work on the eyes…sort of turn your head to the side and imagine what fun you could have performing with that vibrator for your husband.” Oscar had a way of reminding her that her motivation was to please her husband. It put her mind at ease with what she was doing in front of this large Bahamian man. “Good, good…kind of a dreamy look. Prefect!”
Oscar asked her to use the tip of the vibrator to rub one of her nipples through the fabric, not that they needed any more stimulation as they were standing out like bullets against the thin fabric. “Should I turn it on she asked naively?”
“Your choice,” Oscar responded, thinking that the photos wouldn’t show whether it was off or on but didn’t want to stop her from experimenting as she gave the base a twist and experimented with the speed by screwing the dial back and forth a few times before teasing her left nipple with the vibrating end of the pink device. “Good, good,” Oscar coached as he shot photo after photo. “Your on your own, I’ll shoot what ever looks good.”
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