She said that her husband insisted on that before every shoot. After that big bottle and all of that lubricant in there that tiny dildo did not slip out of her. She stood up and placed her feet about shoulder width and pulled that wine bottle out of her pussy. I work the midnight to eight shift backing up computes across the state and needed to get some sleep but first I had to go to the store. She was even more beautiful. She said that she would need to be naked for about a half-hour before I took pictures of her so that her bra and tight jean marks had time to disappear. I didn’t even like the guy. She took me into his ‘office’ where he kept his computer. What! Yes, I did. So how many do you want and how often?”
I had not expected that question from her but I quickly calculated in my head and said, “How about a hundred picture a week for ten weeks, at my house.”
She said, “Okay. She loved the thick white shag carpet that I had installed years ago.
