"Not bad. Not bad at all." Milana put her finger to her mouth, biting it in what looked like a combination of deep thought and excitement. Milana then placed a hand on my chest.
"Alright, you know the drill. I'll call you when I'm ready." Milana said as she pushed me out.
"Yes ma'am." I grinned.
"Nope. No stress tests this time. Just pictures, Partner." Milana grinned back.
"Whatever you say." I shrugged as she closed the door on me. I sat on the floor and heard her shuffling around inside. After a few minutes, she knocked on the door.
"Coming."
"Yeah you are." Milana laughed through the door.
"Let's be... adults..." I lost my train of thought. Milana sat on the floor looking up at me with the most adorable pair of fuck me eyes I'd ever seen. Milana wore a floral lace crisscross lingerie set with a ringed bra that was more like a bralette the way it pushed her milky tits up. The way Milana sat had her thighs *somehow* look even thicker than they already were. Milana had a small container of lip gloss in her hand that she applied agonizingly slowly.
"Picture time..." Milana smiled with her glossy lips before turning her face to that of a horny housewife waiting patiently for her man to come home and wreck her.
I barely got the camera up to my eyes as her breasts and thighs filled my vision. I got two pictures in as I swallowed what felt like six pounds of spit in one go. Milana pressed her arms together for the third picture, creating a spellbinding line of creamy cleavage.
"How... How many pictures?" I asked.
"Four for this set. One second." Milana quickly flipped herself so she was on her back. She used her right elbow to prop herself up and her left hand was right above her crotch. Milana curled her face to look turned on and adjusted her hips to create the illusion of them being even wider than they were.
"You're... clearly practiced."
"Oh believe me," Milana paused before I snapped the picture. "I've been doing a whole lot of this since the night you gave me the green light." Milana grinned, lightly patting her crotch.
"Goodness..." I huffed under my breath as Milana returned to her feet. I clicked through the pictures again, this time feeling her breast pressing against my arm and her glossy lips very close to my skin.
"Those are perfect. I'll break out the next one." Milana grinned as I walked back with a pulsing erection. I unzipped my pants to give my cock some room to breathe. I almost couldn't believe she was doing this to me again. I was sweating and it felt like the camera strap was trying to hold up a thousand pounds on my neck.
"Ready!" Milana called quickly. I took a deep breath and opened the door.
"Oop! Your fly is down." Milana said casually like she wasn't a master seductress.
"You know why, Milana," I said as I drank in the sight of her. This time she wore a dark blue two-piece see-through ruffle lingerie set. The thin lace that covered her breasts barely did what they were supposed to do, whereas her panties and the lace that covered her thighs were like a pair of floss stretched out over a mountain. A silky smooth mountain of womanly hips and ass.
"Picture time, Partner!" Milana said as she pressed her back against the wall and wrapped her arms around her waist, hugging her breasts together. She crossed her legs and pressed her shapely ass firmly against the wall. Milana then opened her mouth slightly and lidded her eyes. I snapped the first picture. Milana leaned forward with her hands on her knees, her breasts wobbling and drooping through the now pointless confines of the fabric.
I snapped the picture.
Milana then raised herself back up, spreading her arms across the wall and jutting out her chest while sexily pursing her lips. I licked my lips and snapped the picture. Milana grinned and pulled herself off the wall.
"That should be good." Milana said. I clicked through the pictures once again, but this time Milana was intentionally pressing herself against me. Specifically her thigh was pressing against my crying erection.
"You're good at this, Partner." Milana grinned before signaling me to leave.
"Thanks..." I mumbled before closing the door. I immediately yanked the camera over my head and pulled my shirt off. I also pulled my pants down my ankles and kicked them away, leaving me once again only in my underwear in the presence of Milana. My cock was bunched up around the waistband of my underwear and I fought the urge to touch myself.
"Ready!" Milana called, her cheery tone had just a hint of torture in it.
I opened the door and it happened again. Something that was silly, ridiculous, and over the top.
If there was such a thing as too sexy, Milana was just that. Two bright orange pieces of fabric covered her nipples but left her areolas clear as day. Her pussy had the same bare orange strip that covered just her lips, with everything else being clear as day.
"Is this too much?" Milana asked with a cute pout.
"I... Um..." I mumbled. Milana walked towards me before dropping to her knees and wrapping her arms around my legs.
"Picture." Milana huffed. I turned my head down and snapped a picture. My cock was clearly in view. Her sly smile was as well. Milana stared up at me as her teeth gripped the waistband of my underwear. She mumbled the word picture and I did as I was told. As she slowly pulled my underwear down my cock, I kept snapping pictures almost like we were making an erotic stop-motion film. The last picture I took was worthy of going into the Louvre.
My thick cock smacked Milana in the face, the base starting at her chin and the tip touching her bangs. Milana smiled up at me, looking cock drunk and clearly enamored by the warmth and weight. I took another picture as it twitched on top of her beautiful face.
"Hmmm... These aren't going on my website... A little... side stuff y'know?" Milana giggled before sliding her face and swallowing my balls. I groaned and snapped another one. Milana smiled around the skin as she swirled my heavy nuts around in her mouth. Milana eased my balls around in her mouth, rolling her tongue and creating plenty of spit.
She then spit them out and kissed up along the length of my shaft. I felt like I didn't need to take pictures since these images were already burned into my brain. That was until Milana gripped my shaft with both hands, widened her eyes and her mouth, and slowly placed my cock inside. I definitely got a picture of that. Now this camera had to be buried with me when I died. No ifs, ands, or buts about it.
Milana sucked me slowly, keeping her doe eyes locked onto me as she made love to my tool. Her tongue and thick, glossy lips slipping and sliding across my dick forced a groan to escape my lips. Milana seemed to get thicker and thicker the longer sex with her went on. Maybe my brain was tricking me, or maybe Milana really did have magical powers.
Milana began to up her head bobs as she stroked my shaft, creating sloppy sounds from her throat and a thin layer of spit to build up around her bottom lip. Milana kept her eyes open, wordlessly begging me to focus on the pictures. I found the strength to lift the camera without collapsing and snapped it at the perfect angle.
Milana created spit bubbles around my shaft and the corners of her lips and drops of spit began leaking down to her breasts. Milana kept at it, trying to take me as deep as possible as her smooth and steady blowjob turned into a spitty, bubbly mess. Milana removed her hands from my shaft and squeezed her eyes shut. She then forced her head forward, gagging and coughing around me as she tried to take me all the way.
Milana shuddered and gagged before forcing her eyes open, her beautiful thick lips stretched wide and her cherubic eyes staring up at me. I took a picture before reaching out to grab the back of her head. I took another picture as her eyes switched to a more worried look. I then pushed my hips forward, completely filling her gullet with dick. Another picture.
Then I fucked her face with careful, yet strong strokes. Milana took it all as she placed her hands on her knees. Her perfect tits pressed together in a spitty mess as my log jammed her throat. Milana's hands slid between her legs, pushing past the orange piece of fabric to finger herself.
I pulled my drenched cock free of her mouth and lightly smacked it against her tongue. Milana grinned and kissed the tip before rising to her feet and backing up towards the wall. Milana then removed the straps from her nipples and pussy and then spread her thick legs wide, giving me a perfect view of her gushing snatch.
"I need to... I need to cum so fucking bad..." Milana begged, her lips dripping and her voice quivering. I dropped to my knees and teased her by stroking my hands down her thighs and pressing the tip of my tongue against her clit.
"Pleeease..." Milana begged, squirming against the wall as she bit her bottom lip. I moved my tongue from her clit to her delicious folds, flattening all of my tongue inside of her.
