He adjusted the lights to shine directly down on her. He took the camera off the tripod and began walking all around her, filming her from all angles...and working hard to avoid too many shadows from the lights. He took close shots of her tight tits and nipples pointing to the floor. He zoomed in on her butt from above and below, making her spread her legs, then pull them together while pushing her ass out. He told her to put her head down on the floor and look back over her shoulder at him. . I whined, impatient.She made an exaggerated sound of fake sympathy. “You really want me, baby?”“Please,” I begged, breathless.She slid her strapped-on cock into me. It was deep enough that having the full length inside made my insides ache.I moaned. “Oh, yes.”She pulled my head back by the hair,“Want to Eiffel tower your bitch with me?” she asked my master.“Open up that pretty little mouth, bitch,” he ordered.I obediently parted my lips. He slid his member in all the way. I choked. My eyes. I took my hand to line my dick up, she said wait I want to feel it. She reach her hand down and wrapped her fingers around my shaft. She gasped, I asked if she would like to see it, hoping I could get her give me a blowjob. She said no and asked if I had a condom. I said no as I wasn't planning on anything happening tonight. She said just don't cum in me. I moved back down and started lining up the head of my dick with her pussy and started pushing in. She said go slow so I can adjust. So I. She placed them on the table and cleared the old cups without saying a word. Fred nodded thanks. The ate the biscuits and finished the coffee. Helena felt better with the biscuit. Fred left $100 on the table and they exited the coffee shop for a slow walk, hand in hand, along the beach footpath.Helena and Fred went into the Greenmount restaurant for lunch. Ordering just a simple fish, salad and chips meal together with some coffee. They sat overlooking the beach and ocean. The meal was quite.