He kept groaning and moaning about how delicious I tasted and how beautiful I was. I adored it.Then came the magic: he would lift my arms over my head...while phuquing me missionary and lick my arm pits. He would pin my arms down at the elbows and lift himself slightly. He would kiss me deep and passionate and then lick my arm pits. Sometime with the tip of his tongue, tickling me and sometimes planting his whole tongue flat on my arm pits and pressing hard. He somehow knew when I had enough. I need to see if you are shy or embarrass easy. You will be naked and spread for all the pictures." First he pulled her shoulders back pushing her tits out and looked her over. She did not mind. Then he spread her legs and bent her knee to show off her pussy. He leaned her back on her elbows and spread her legs wide. He rubbed her nipples between two fingers to get them hard. He spread her pussy lips and looked at her clit and cunt. He told her "I need that pussy wet for pictures. It is a. Now Erica didn't seem to know what to do. "Um, this is kind of personal, Demie, between Tom and me..."Demie plopped herself down on the couch. "Tom and I share *everything*, Erica. No secrets here." She waited."Oh...are you...together...?" Definitely."I was shocked. Demie had never seemed proprietary about me before. In fact, on more than one occasion she had said that demons just didn't get jealous and I could fuck whomever I wanted. What had changed?Erica visibly lost some of her steam.. "Each of them is worth more than your television set. This suit cost more than three months of your salary, and I have several others. Part of this comes from my salary. The Brothel, as you know, is a believer in offering competitive salaries to its staff, and I can honestly say that my pay is in the top quartile for my grade. Which is quite senior. Some of it has come as a result of astute investment. I have quite a portfolio of share-holdings I can tell you. But most of it has come from.