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... "Yes, I'm ready," you say.

You are standing in a suspiciously empty room where there is only a sofa and a large window opposite. All the lighting of several floor lamps arranged in an order that is not very clear to you. Fancy for a better accent in the frame, maybe?

" This is for a better accent in the frame of " the girl says " There is a cold light coming from the street. It will be enough for contrast. Plus a flash. Let's start!"

After a few seconds, the first flash of the camera is heard.

You are wearing a black shirt and light trousers. You don't even remember when you were left without shoes and your jacket.

Flash.

"You look confused. Add sexiness!"

You are looking at the camera with your sexiest look.

Flash.

She is wearing a light white shirt that shows through her body. You notice every time a flash lights up a room. The light blue skirt climbs seductively when she finds a new point for the photo.

Flash.

"Not bad! I think you're starting to understand me."

You do everything intuitively. You are rather trying to get closer to her. At least one step. She steps back one more bend for a new photo.

Flash.

"Do as I do, just take your time," She starts slowly unbuttoning the top buttons of her shirt. It becomes semi-sideways. Directs his gaze to the source of warm light..."Did you remember? Great, come on now!"

You are no longer able to speak. The pressure jumped. The excitement is already visible through the trousers. For the first time in all this time, you notice how good her neat breasts are. Not too big and not too small. They would just fit in the palm of your hand. Her nipples stood up and it can be seen through her clothes. You dutifully repeat her actions.

Flash.

"Is she excited too? I'll approach her. Slowly bring my lips closer to hers. All I want now" In your thoughts you have already decided everything. It remains to finish my undressing.

Flash.

You unbutton your pants in the same manner.

"Freeze!" she comes up to you and bends down to take a close-up of your excitement. Too close. You can feel her breathing.

The shutter clicks.

You notice she starts breathing deeply and often. You too. Slowly turn in her direction. The gun rests against the lens.

The shutter clicks.

"Great shot" she gets up from her knees. Still too close. The skirt touches your organ.

"It seems you are completely ready," she stated

You bent down, pressing your lips to her cheek with a light touch—and this light touch sent a shiver through her nerves, a shiver that made her whole body tremble. "If you want to stop me, tell me now," you whisper.

You touch the hollow of her temple with your lips. Draw a line with your finger along her chin. Your lips are dangerously close. She draws you to her. You kiss her gently and carefully. But that wasn't what she needed. She clutched your shirt and pulled you closer to her. You moaned softly in a low guttural sound. Then you wrapped your arms around her waist and pressed her to you. The organ was under the upturned skirt in the desired and hot cleavage between her legs. Entwined bodies, without interrupting the kiss, you slowly began your dance towards the sofa ...

This is perhaps the best morning in your life. You don't wake up alone. Your legs are still intertwined. She's breathing slowly. You carefully look at this picture, afraid to frighten her sleep. You are absolutely happy. The only question is, how long are you still able to restrain your bladder?

Nature took its toll in one minute. You gently release yourself from her embrace. She didn't wake up. Fine. You move as quietly as possible and as quickly as possible from the room towards the restroom.

The apartment was large. A pleasant aroma of food came from somewhere. You can hear singing from behind the wall. You will learn the lines "Feel my heat takin' you higher, burn with me, Heaven's on fire". How interesting it coincided with your mood. Kiss is a legendary band! You learned to search for erotic on the Internet just when you got acquainted with this music. It is also heard from behind the wall on such a wonderful morning. "A coincidence? I don't think so!"

You find the restroom. Relief has clarified your thoughts. You were without a condom last night...

YOUR ACTIONS....