It was an easy deal to make. Then there was the cute twenty-four-year-old who was interested in me, too. He was my size and he was dancing his way tow...rd me. I decided to play both men like a sweet little flirting girl who has to decide which dick she wants to suck. I would see how my sexy body could attract men and what they were willing to do for it. According to Darryl, my body was worth a lot because I was the hot young stuff that horny men like to have, just being seventeen. Now, I was. They... they haven't taken my pictures yet, for the... the album." She tore off a button as more tears flowed.Mr. Tankerton got up and used his handkerchief to dry her tears. "Take your time girl, then turning to the other man. "I guess they haven't taken the pictures because I was away. I do have presidential privileges you know." They both laughed smugly as he sat down again to continue their discussion.After a few minutes the other man began staring at her now naked body, his eyebrows raised. Francis set the camera in motion and suddenly I appeared on the big TV screen. He came back to the bed with a bottle of lube oil. Pouring some of the oil over my tits and pussy he began to rub the smooth liquid into my skin. Turning me over he rubbed some on my back and butt then began to pay special attention to my asshole. I raised myself up on my knees parting my legs exposing my ass and pussy to the camera. Francis splashed a little oil on my asshole and began to slide his finger in and out. “Don’t worry, Daddy. This is just a dream. Squirt your tasty cream in my mouth and you’ll wake up.” She swallowed the head of his cock again and got back to work, her tongue swirling around the head of his dick.Paul could feel the pressure building. Best to get this over with quickly. He concentrated on the sensations he was feeling, trying to ignore who was producing them. Soon the pressure built up to maximum and... Damn! Another pair of shorts to wash and a dream he definitely didn’t want to.