I've been holding on to this shoot for a while for a few rea..
Added 2020-07-24 17:14:27 +0000 UTCI've been holding on to this shoot for a while for a few reasons. 1) I have been trying and failing to get it color corrected because the tones were all over the place so I just did the best I could. 2) It's a little raunchier than I usually go in photos (videos, yes). 3) I look kind of worn in them. But since they're so different, I thought it was right to post them. So here's the story behind it: I had done a really terrific photo shoot, and it was a long afternoon. I had gotten cleaned up and dressed, and just as I was leaving, the photographer randomly mentioned that he had fucked one of his models the week before...there was no suggestion at all in it, just a comment after we had shared stories about previous shoots. I was so wiped out, all I heard was "fucked." And after posing, flexing, jerking, and showing off for two hours, I was exhausted but ripe for some physical interaction. I've only had sex with photographers a couple of times as it's usually a pretty professional situation, but horny is horny. I said let's do it. He sputtered "Oh. Ok." He said he was a top. I said I was ok with that. I said safe only. He was ok with that. I said shoot me getting fucked. He said I didn't have to tell him twice. He was hoping that would happen after I spread my hole for the camera during the shoot. We both undressed and as he picked up his camera, I laid myself out on the chaise we had shot on earlier. He began to jerk himself erect as he took some shots of me getting my cock hard and playing with my ass. He wrapped himself up, slowly worked it inside, picked his camera back up, and off we went. At a certain point, he couldn't keep the camera steady, so he put it down, and rammed his dick in and out, fast and rough. It made me cum, buckets, and the sight of that set him off the edge. He pulled out, ripped off the rubber, and shot all over my tits and abs. A lot. As I lay there trying to catch my breath, the jizz trickled down my sides and onto the brown velvet we had been shooting on. As is my way, I said "Hey! Sorry about that!" He smiled, leaned over, and licked it off the fabric. Nice touch, I thought. He got me a wet towel, I dried off, put on my clothes, we finished biz telling me how I'd receive the shots, etc. I left feeling pretty great...about the shots, the aftermath, and the lovely tingling and slight pain I was feeling in my hole. Quite an afternoon.
