I’m a 32 year old photographer and I love my job. A few weeks ago I was asked to shoot a model for an advertising agency. I took the commission, and...on the day of the shoot, the model turned up and we got started. Damn that model was terrible. No pose, no game.She was obviously gorgeous, as nearly all models are. She was about 6ft 2, slim brunette, with dark eyes and breasts that were obviously natural, pert and very very sexy. Still, she lacked that spark you can usually expect from a model. Patricia appeared to have no interest in my business obligations and she all but ignored anybody I introduced to her. After we had lunch at a great place with inexpensive tasty wine, I dropped her in the town with a wad of cash to buy some items of clothing she told me, "I simply have to have". She didn't go into much description but I suspected it was various selections of night wear that might be a trigger to activate my ardor. In all honesty, she could have worn anything or nothing at all. We kissed again, but this time it got a lot more serious. We made out until we lost track of time, and then we heard the sound of the ferry engine starting up. "Nobody noticed that we weren't there," I said to her. "The crew has no reason to come down here," she said. "So we can be all alone for maybe eight hours." "Eight hours of making out with you sounds like a lot, but I will try to rise to the challenge," I replied. Mina looked me in the eye and said: "From what I. "Didn't you make her play with herself?"Alex felt his cock stiffening remembering watching the girl, dressed in only her lingerie, on the bed for what must have been an hour. How she did anything he asked. She should have for what he had paid her.Alex slowly pulled his head out from between Tom's cheeks, the strong odor and taste spread over his face, and looked at Linda and nodded his head yes. She led him to the bed and handed him a bag."These are for you, use them," she smiled.Alex looked at.