Not some cybereye enhancement that anyone could have implanted for like a couple thousand nuyen: this was a real camera, one that had to have film ins...rted in it. She only had 32 shots per roll, and each one had to be developed by hand by her, so each one had to count. She had to frame the subject, position them in the lens to get just the right composition; she had to set the exposure to make sure the subject would develop in the frame; she had to focus on the subject and their objective. In. She was all wet by that at the same time she collected her juice and poured it to my face. I dranked every drop of it she also licked every drop of my sperm.We were exhausted and lied there for half an hour and she stand up and and was going for a pee. I placed my mouth under her collected it on my mouth I then kissed Revathi on her lips and exchanged her pee to her then she asked me to give her mine. so I also pee on Revathi’s mouth and we exchanged that also.We where hott again I made. As did the drops on her ass. The whip came up and landed on my back. “What are you waiting for? Eat me, slut.” I had little choice. The whip was rolling off of my shoulder and she was lazily swinging it back around and up a gain… and again … and again. It was wrong. It was disgusting. My cock got harder and harder. I lost count of the number of lashes. I watched her cup and squeeze her breast. She pulled the stretchy material above each. Then she lifted one to her mouth as she. He whispered to me softly, " I didn't get a dance Steph. " I went over to the sound system, and turned on a slow dance. I let him hold me close and we danced slowly. I put my head on his shoulder and pressed my young firm body against him. I turned my face to his neck and he could feel my breath on his neck. I felt him growing hard. His cock was swollen against my stomach. The music stopped, but we just stood there a moment. He pulled away suddenly, his face red. I smiled at him. "Daddy? Don't.