So much fun to be had.” I shifted her position so she faced the window but had her head turned back toward me. She simply let me move her and stayed...in place wherever I put her. Now that I had my two memorized lines out of the way, I could focus on just enjoying the art of positioning a model.“I like the fabric they dressed you in,” I said as I ran my hand down her side to her hip. “It drapes nicely. Let’s see how it works around your shoulders.” I carefully lifted the blousy fabric away from. ”“I think it could be nice a bit longer, and perhaps if you grew the fringe out? You have a nice high hairline. Not that I’m an expert, but I have a friend who’s a hairdresser, I could ask?”“If you think I ought to.” She was sounding a bit criticised, though I’d done my best. Her hair wasn’t layered it just stopped, and the fringe was surely all wrong for her round face. It looked like her wretched mother cut it in three minutes flat.“Well we could just ask. I thought girls are always changing. Kuch hi minto me Neha jhad gai aab mujhe bi uski choot me gila pan jayada lagne aab maine apni puri speed se use chod raha tha.kuch pal rukne ke baad maine fir se apni speed badai aab maine bi jald hi jhad gaya karib 5 min u hi pada rahne ke baad maine utha kapde pahne wo bi apne aap ko saf karke aayi tab taj bunty bi pahuch gaya bola kya kar raha hai 1 ghanta ho gaya maine kah ye maza lekar khane wali mithai hai maine room se bahr chala gaya maien binty se kaha aaram se chodna.main jab ghum. Was she right? Did I love it? "NooOOoOooOOOhhhh!" Heh heh Well I'll take that as a yes. And if you love one finger, imagine how TWO will feel?" Another finger slid inside me, sending an almost welcome stab of pain. I wanted it to hurt, I'd rather it was agonizing than the shamefully confusing jolts of pleasure. It should have hurt, nothing was supposed to slide up my ass. I was a man, and I was glad that this felt so unnatural, so wrong...but that was until her fingers found that spot again,.