Jennifer switched hands and tickled the bud of her other breast and then alternated back and forth between the two. The tip of the latex phallus made her nipples quiver at the contact. She used her free hand and tweaked her other nipple as she buzzed the other.
“Run it down your stomach,” Oscar coached and she complied. She ran it over her entire chest and stomach. Trying to make her more comfortable he told her to move it toward her face, a move she had not predicted. “Rub it all over your face. Doesn’t Troy do that to you? Good, good, now open your mouth a bit like you’re going to slide it in, give it a good sucking.” Jennifer knew the lewd directions should upset her but the effect of the wine and the stimulation on her body had her pretty oblivious.
“Now, slide your free hand down inside your panties. Just the fingertips to start. Don’t look at the camera. Forget about the camera until I tell you to look at the lens.” She slowly slid the her right hand across her stomach and eased the fingertips past the elastic waistband as her left hand held the pink, fake cock poised at her lips. “Ok, stick out your tongue like you’re going to give it a good lick. Good, good. Now, just the head inside your lips.” The camera continued to click off photos as she moved from instruction to instruction.
“Hand a little farther into the panties.” She felt the heat emanating from her fleshy folds as her had crept past the coarse, curly hair of what remained of her bush and toward her clit. “Slide the vibrator in your mouth a bit farther and rub yourself.” Oh, did that feel good. Her finger tips dredged across the oozing lips and pulled the goo up over her clit where she swirled her fingers.”
“Super set, let’s get set up for the next series.” Jennifer’s eyes popped open as she almost choked on the rubber rod in her mouth. She was almost disappointed Oscar hadn’t directed her to drop her panties and screw herself with the large vibrator. She extricated her hand from her panties and the dildo from her mouth and swung her legs over the side of the bed and felt how hot her face and chest were. “Now what,” she asked.
“Well, how do you feel about doing some nude shots now? The afternoon is sort of slipping away from us here. Are you ready for some nudes or am I moving you along to fast?”
“Uh, uh, I guess. What do you have in mind?” Oscar wheeled the computer console and camera in front of the clawed foot tub set, “How’s this. Should be able to accomplish some tasteful nudity this way. Why don’t you start the bath water at a temp you’ll like and I’ll get a robe for you. Use some of the bath beads on the floor behind the tub.
The tub was a mammoth white thing that looked like it belonged in a museum but was beautifully deep. She adjusted the water with the brass fixtures and poured enough bubble bath beads into the churning water to get a good suds working. She looked up to see Oscar approaching with a red, silk robe over his arm. “Here kid, go get this on and go to a brighter red lipstick on this shoot. There should be some on the makeup table in the changing room. See if you can match the color of the robe. I’ve got to work on this set a bit.”
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