9 Chapter 9

Unfortunately, it was over all too quickly.

“I think that will do nicely,” she said, as though there was nothing more in it than that.

“Hmm, I’m sure. Thanks,” I said, my face flushed, my breathing ragged.

“It was my pleasure, believe me.”

Now when my lips touched the knob, I allowed my body to slide down to engulf it. Then up again. I could see my juices glistening on the shaft. What a turn-on.

“Do you mind if I just take the photos? I’ll be able to zoom in on what I want, and it will be easier than you having to hold the position for so long.”

“That’s fine. Whatever you want.”

She had me doing so many different poses, all with Denzel’s cock firmly in place. I felt bold and carefree. I wanted her up here with me, joining in. An idea came to me, and I plunged in, confident she’d go along with it.

“You don’t have one of those automatic cameras, do you?”

“Yeah, why?”