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filled the room.
    Her hands rose and fingers were working at
the hooks on her bra, bending at the waist, her luscious melons
becoming bare for a nano-second before her hands covered them. She
slowly turned in time to the music revealing the smooth, tight skin
of her bare back, fingers sliding the panties down over the garter
and exposing, the full spank-able cheeks of her ass.
    Oh my God! My dick was once more at attention
when she bent over, the lips of her pussy, dark and swollen,
peeking out from under her ass. Janice was beautiful and had always
been aware of that fact, but now, posing for the camera she was
irresistible—transforming from beauty to a sex kitten before my
eyes.
    She lifted her knee to the bed, and swing her
other leg up, positioning herself so that she was on her hands and
knees, her butt facing the camera. When she lowered her shoulders
to lay on the bed, her fuck-able ass was open for anyone who’d view
these photos!
    With feline grace, she rolled over onto her
back and crossed one leg over the other. After getting a shot of
her legs and ass, I moved to the side of the bed to capture her
breasts, which she cupped at the sides in her fingers. Oh my God!
The dark nipples had nipple rings! I’d always loved nipple
jewelry.
    She lowered her legs and spread them apart.
Fuck! Did I just die and go to heaven! There was a ring fastened to
her pussy lip, high, that I hadn’t seen when she bent over. I took
a deep breath, trying to steady the camera in my hands, while
constantly clicking photos of her.
    “Let’s get these photos over with. I’m dying
to do the live porn flick.” She placed her pinkie finger between
her lips and gave one last saucy pose before rising from the
bed.

Chapter 6- Janice, porn star
    Did the
wetness of my pussy get captured in the pics? God, laying there so
exposed was making me horny, thinking of the people who would be
looking at my pussy, fantasizing about fucking or sucking it.
Seeing Damian’s cock, pressing against the crotch of his pants,
knowing he’d be fucking me with it while filming had almost made me
come!
    I got up off the bed and trailed my fingers
over his hard-on before taking the camera from his hand. “That’s
right, Lover. Nice and thick for the camera.”
    I took a few pictures of him, taking care
that the angle showed off his arousal. “Now take your shirt off.
Move Baby. Make love to the camera.” I couldn’t suppress the laugh
at the look of apprehension in his eyes. “Finish your wine and have
another. I’m going to change the song.”
    Aha! Just the right one—‘You Can Leave Your
Hat On—he’d get into that one! When I turned he had finished the
glass and was pouring another. His cock had softened a little as
he’d always been a little camera shy. I could fix that.
    I placed my hand over the semi-hard bulge in
his crotch and began to stroke it through the fabric. “What do you
think Sean will like seeing more, my tits or my pussy?” I continued
to massage his cock. “I was thinking of his huge shaft fucking me
when you took the pictures of my pussy.”
    I took his free hand and placed it between my
legs. “Feel how wet I am—how much I need a hard cock.” His erection
was back and the fabric was dampening under my hand stroking
him.
    My fingers moved up his abdomen and undid the
buttons of the shirt before I stepped back and picked up the camera
again.
    I held it before me, focusing on his body.
“Perfect, your chest is so broad and manly, with the dark hair
between your pecs. Now take the shirt off.” I kept clicking,
getting every movement and detail of his exquisite body. He stood
before me, with the glass of wine in his hand, held casually at
waist level, the ropy muscles of his six-pack clearly showing.
    “Take off your pants, Lover.”
    He set the wine on the dresser and with a
small smirk he unbuttoned the top and slid the zipper down, slowly.
The pants dropped a few inches and his dark patch of pubic hair
edged over the