’ Her movements were almost urgent as she did as instructed. It suddenly hit her that, at last, she was in tune with what he’d been trying to achi...ve. Sitting back, palms on the floor behind her, naked tits thrust out, nipples hard and her legs spread apart, she was no longer posing. She was giving herself totally—to him, to the camera. Marilyn had said he’d bring out the best in her. ———- Bruno stood between Ella’s legs, aiming the camera downwards between her thighs to her bikini covered. ”I wasn’t going to argue, and instead asked what she’d like for breakfast.“Muffins!” she said, “cut in half and toasted with lots of butter! Gorgeous!”“OK, Gorgeous yourself!” I said, standing.She reached for me and pulled me down to kiss her again. Those pouting breasts appeared again.“That’s better,” she said. “Can I shower first?”“Shout when you’re out,” I rhymed and she obligingly chuckled.She appeared freshly showered in the kitchen wearing a short bathrobe, which gaped just enough at the. The dick fiend came back with two warm, wet rags. He tossed one to Trip.“Thanks,” the future chemical engineer said wiping his nuts. “I need to ask you something.”“What’s up,” the five-eleven, deep-brown guy from Indianapolis braced himself.“Will you be my best man?”“You serious?”“As a heart attack, mane!”“You don’t wanna ask one of your frats? Or, your actual brother?”“He’s too young. Everybody knows we’re tight. Whitney’s good with it!”“Then, yeah! Yeah I can do that!”“Thanks! What you about. Dorrie knew when she was getting close because her cries changed, her breathing became labored and in minutes Adi’s body stiffened as she pulled against the straps keeping her down. Then she pulled them hard and her breath exploded out of her with a cry that thrilled Dorrie.Adi fell back on the bed, her orgasm still running through her. Dorrie grabbed her camera and took several shots as Adi slowly came down. She grabbed the film camera just as Adi relaxed and caught her breath. Dorrie saw the.