"I was thinking of you." And what were you thinking exactly? That you could convince me to do your camera work for you?" No! I just..." What were you ...thinking then?"Tricia blew out a breath of frustration. "Fine! You got me! I wasn't thinking that much about you specifically. And you're right! A lot of guys are interested in me. I've got a list, okay?" She sighed and looked down at the table for a moment, and then back at him. "I needed a guy, and I picked the guy at the top of my list. But. Jonathan works a job that requires him to go out of town very often. I started keeping myself busy by modeling for a couple of well known photographers. At first it was modeling clothing geared for the younger crowd and when the offers started coming in to show more of my tattooed skin. The bikini market is my favorite line to model. My legs and ass cheeks are inked up and they look very sexy when I'm wearing the tiniest of bottoms. The photographers are all very professional and never hit on. ‘What? Are you horny already?’ Béla chastised her sister. ‘Or should I say, ‘Again’?’ ‘Still! Not already, not again, but still! And always!’ Beth insisted, informing her older sister that she hadn’t stopped being horny since their wonderful session yesterday when she let Béla use her for target practice while getting used to handling firearms, again. She, like Béla a hundred years earlier, let herself be ‘shot full of holes’ by her sister – for real this time and not just dreamwalking. She. Looking at all the mass of breast tissue wobbling and shaking in front of me I became totally mesmerized. My cock was hard as a rock. Molly was riding me faster and faster. She was pushing her boobs towards my face until my head was buried by the giant soft tits. Then I exploded. The surge of orgasm flooded my body. I squirted all my cum into her.Molly continued rocking for a while and when she felt my cock could not give her more of my juice she bend forward again and let her boobs lie on the.