Ella looked down at my rising erection. She oohed and awed, which provided more warm air and encouraged me to swell until I was pointed almost horizon...ally. Ella’s smile was gone. Her eyelids were heavy and she kept licking her lips. With a glance up to my face, she leaned forward and rubbed her cheek along my glans. She swiped her lips, moist and soft, over my tip, and then rubbed the other cheek against me.I grew impatient. I reached out, cupped her jaw, and guided her warm, wet mouth to my. He nibbled her earlobes and kissed the sensitive zones down the sides of her face and he kissed her deeply; plunging his tongue deep into her mouth. Slowly but surely, through long minutes of this play, she felt his cock harden by her thigh.Now Claudia strode over to her portable sound system and turned it on. In the CD player was a disc of Indian classical music – sarangi and tabla pieces played by that great master of the sarangi, the incomparable Ustad Sabri Khan. She loved the sheer. Such that it only just covered her ass. As she walked up the aisle towards the shop assistant, he watched her rear as the skirt swished and swayed with her motion, flicking up as her ass swung to reveal the crease at the base of her cheeks, first the left and then the right. When he could take his eyes of the mesmeric effect of the hem of her skirt, he was able to see that from the back, the top she had on was completely sheer and see-through, and he could see her shoulder blades moved through. The hem was mid-thigh and her long, smooth legs disappeared tantalizingly within. The fact that she knew she wore no underwear made her smile, creating deep dimples in her cheeks, indicating how much she was enjoying this. It was hard to believe that she was only seventeen and, yet, this comfortable in front of the camera as a “model”. She seemed very natural as she grinned and giggled while the photographer took the shots. “Go ahead, Emma,” said the photographer, “Go ahead and touch yourself.