All the while, the cameras clicked rapidly, capturing high resolution images that would need trifling touch-ups before publication. Her friends chatte...ed encouragement as she moved and posed. ‘Go, Simi, move it. Wow, what a body. Bend over and shake ’em…..’ In the corner of the deck was the tripod video camera continuing its video documentary of the photo shoot. Simone split her time and energy alternately posing for the still photos and camming for the video documentary. The shoot went on for. While trying to decipher what went wrong, or how, even why. Ugh she gave him everything confusion amassed her twisting and contorting plopping herself back down after pacing. Natalie wants to kick his ass, thump wtf visions of their last night together oh his warm tongue slideing down her sweet spots, his hands gripping her hands keeping her in place as he consumed her then it decipates...her heart races and her panties get soaked. Sure most days she can cope it's just fridays, no matter if. I hardened in her mouth, and she had both hands wrapped around the shaft. Her tongue flicked over the purple mushroom, and she looked at me over the top. I ran my fingers through her soft locks. She crawled up my body, kissing me as she worked her way up. When she was poised above me, I grasped my shaft and rubbed it along her wet pussy lips. She moaned and tried to push back and engulf me between the lips of her labia. I pulled her up, and she groaned in frustration.“You bastard, don’t tease. Her orgasms were as unique as the rest of her. She started with a frozen look, then her hips trust forward, shook, thrust again, and she began to rock her hips at an almost unhuman speed. While doing this, she moaned. Small childish moans, that quickly became a long, stifled scream. I almost laughed at how cute and strange she was. “I feel bad,” I said later. “Will you stop? I swear to God I'm going to frame that sheet,” she said. “You better not.” “Oh sista, you just wait. I'm going to cut out.