He could imagine that models did have to show their bodies, but not with their legs spread and their pussies open. Ron just wanted to get his own puss... shots. He probably sold them to sleazy magazines behind his customer's backs."That's OK, Ron. I appreciate the offer, but I think Jill's a little young to get into that scene right now. Maybe in a year or two." Ohhhh Daddy! Please? I want to be a model. Think of all the money I could make!!" Jill cooed."Maybe in a year or two" Bob repeated.As. Heavy scarred timbers with massive wrought iron hinges and handles, they could have lead into a treasure vault filled with gold and jewels or a dark and dangerous torture chamber. Angela almost expected them to creak and groan as she pulled them open. She suppressed a pang of disappointment when the swung silent and weightless revealing the room beyond. Her heart was in her throat and she had the oddest premonition that stepping through those doors held a portent far beyond the business deal. ’ He ran his fingers down her back, from the top of her spine to her buttocks. Shocked at the pleasure, she collapsed onto her hands and knees. She started to move, but he stopped her. ‘I like that. Stay like that.’ She did. In this position, he had the freedom of her whole body. He nibbled at her neck and kissed his way down her back, while caressing her breasts. When he got to her bottom, he licked and kissed until she wiggled against him. He slipped his hand between her pink globes and. ..I....." I was close to cumming. She clamped her pussy muscles on my cock. She was stopping me from cumming again. I bite her nipple making her moan. "I bet you have to cum. I want a big load deep inside me. It's OK. I'm good baby. No more k**s. Fuck me...don't stop. Fill me up that big monster of yours." she screamed. I grunted. Her pussy muscles loosen there grip on my cock. My toes curled. Her toes curled. I let go over her nipples from my mouth. "YES!!!!!!!!!!" I yelled. A.