A long wheat field lay before him, broken up by a large patch of dirt and a parking lot. He slowed down, his eyes on a building with a red roof.Someth...ng didn’t feel right. He didn’t see Walters’ car or anyone else for that matter. Maybe Walters was still on his way? He slowed down to survey the terrain.Seeing nothing, he continued. The dugout building had a door that long ago busted from its frame, and he stepped inside for a quick peek. Seeing nothing, he walked back outside—only to have his. I mean, proper seedy, all he did was rent out studio space to blokes who wanted to take dirty pictures of dirty birds. Had this model book full of 'em. So one night I really lost it with her and I told her she'd got to put herself on his books and be a photographic model. She begged off of any boy girl stuff, only most togs who use that place don't want to see that stuff, what they want is a bird on her own who's showing all she's got.Anyway I know I'm cutting to the chase here but I made her. You take great pictures. You're very sexy." Thanks," she said."But I don't know if pictures really convey what we can do with you." What?" You know," said Roger. "I mean, seeing you live would really help. I got some inkling the other day, but it's not what I need to know. Understand?"Alisa nodded, smiling."I'd like to see you naked, in other words. I'd like to see what you'll look like while you're taking these pictures."Alisa grinned, standing up. She began to unbutton her dress. She pulled. Oh,boy,was my cock throbbing and my piss-slit was oozing teen pre-cum into my shorts making the front all wet and sticky!I've always been a heavy dribbler,lol!The last couple of pages showed the bloke with his huge cock shoved into the woman's arse-hole,and then the very last one had his cock squirting what looked to me like a pint of spunk all over her arse-hole!God,I needed to wank my stiff 5 inch un-cut slimy wet boy-cock so badly!I guess Mr A realised that cos he said,"Someone looks like he.