The mail that week brought me a check from Lust Magazine, another check from Swank Magazine, one from Big Tits Magazine and another from 18Eighteen Magazine for layouts I had submitted within the past six weeks. That was about typical of the time it took to mail in my submissions, get approvals, and have the checks returned by mail. Chances were that I had three or four other submissions in to all of those magazines as well as others since these had gone in.
I deposited all the checks, wrote new ones for half those amounts and set up appointments for the four models to come in and pick up their money. Each of them appeared at different times during the morning hours, giving me an opportunity to give them their money and then, thanks to the ability to recall the post-hypnotic suggestion, fuck each girl once more, creating more videos for new projects. I also scheduled new shoots with three of them for the following week.
On Tuesday afternoon, I responded to the bell to admit a mature Georgia Albright. She was a good looking woman, even considering her age, but the feature that immediately caught every eye was her chest. Georgia has posed for me a couple of times before and this is a follow-up visit generated by a combination of my suggestion and her lust for the money she gets for posing for me. I was sure I would have no trouble finding a buyer for the layouts.
There are an almost endless array of magazines dedicated to displaying women with exceptionally large breasts and their other body parts. I knew from experience that Georgia exercised daily to keep the muscles holding her jugs in tone so that there was minimal sag to them. Sheer gravity exerts a force on them but I was amazed at how well they stood up without help.
We used a set that made it look like she was in an urban setting and exposing herself to viewers. In fact most people who saw her photos would swear that they were taken in the heart of Manhattan, but that's because they wouldn't be looking closely at the background. Actually there weren't any viewers either but most people who saw the shots would think that there were because they would be focused on Georgia's mammoth delights.
Georgia wore a little white blouse that she tied under her tits, exposing lots of creamy flesh in the deep vee opening. She had on a very short black skirt that didn't quite cover the bottom curves of her generous ass, letting the tops of her black fishnet stockings show. With the black five inch heels and a black velvet ribbon tying her shoulder length blonde hair in back completing the ensemble, Georgia looked like a high-priced hooker.
"Do you mind disclosing your age?"
"Not at all. I'm 51 years old. Do you think I look like it?"
"No, you surely don't. How tall are you?"
"I'm five feet seven inches tall."
"And what are your measurements?"
"I'm 52 inches in the bust with a JJJ cup size, a 34 inch waist and 46 inch hips. I know that is not the ideal figure but some men seem to like it."
"Yes, and I'm one of them.
Once I had taken several dozen pictures of her at different angles and with her slowly removing her clothes,