.. I don’t know how to dance.”“Pffft. Everybody can dance. You just move to the music. It’s not hard.”He gave her a side-eye glance, debatin... how stubborn he was going to be about this. He was definitely uncomfortable about dancing with her.“Ryan, I want to dance. I want to dance with you. I don’t care how you dance as long as you dance with me. Well, as long as you don’t break my nose or knock me down too often.” She laughed.“Ok. But I can’t guarantee you won’t fall down laughing.” Her smile. "Please breed me, you can fuck me raw if you want, sir," I moaned out."What was that?" he said with a sly tone. He knew what I said."You can fuck me raw if you want sir, please breed me!" I let out, probably letting anyone close by, if there was anyone."That's a good girl," and with that, he plunged into my ass all the way balls deep.He fucked me hard and fast, his balls smacking against me in short hard thrusts. His cock was the biggest, but he made me feel like such a dirty whore, and it was. Jenna showed her to the posing stool I had set up under the lights. Expertly, she adjusted the key light and the fill to the right position for Emily's height, then started to touch up her makeup and comb her hair. She whispered something in Emily's ear which made her blush and they both giggled excitedly. Meanwhile, I selected a colored backdrop which I thought complimented Emily's divine hair and moved one of the accent lights so that her tresses would positively glow in the photos.I picked. I didn’t notice her much until one day, while I was sitting on my bed in the morning and she entered my room to clean it and she was wearing salwar kameez but didn’t had a cloth to cover her breast with chunni. Before me, she bent to sweep the floor with the broom. I accidentally noticed the deep view of her breast as she was sweeping the floor but she didn’t know that her breast was visible to me. I saw the round boobs and noticed white colored bra. That sight erected my penis. But I behaved.