Lera walked in front of me, wagging her delicious ass. The thin fabric of the dress emphasized its roundness, and the fact that there was no panties brought a little piquancy to this picture. In the groin nicely tightened.

We went out through the second gate, over the fence, looked around and, almost without saying a word, simultaneously headed for a small unmowed section completely overgrown with field daisies. Climbing into them, Lera turned.

- Well, how? - she twirled a little.

“I think it will be super, just ...” I shifted slightly to the side so that the sun would shine in my back.

Time had already gone by in the evening, so the sun had already dropped and now gave a rather soft light. Having set up the device, I set to work. The shutter cheerfully clicked inside, and Lera got up, taking all sorts of poses, then sat down in flowers, so that only her face was visible. She laughed merrily, building languid eyes.

“Now, just in front of the flowers,” I said, and taking her hand, I brought the daisies from the brushwood to the sloping ground.

She shook her head, then gently sat right on the ground. I knelt on one knee and made a couple of test shots.

“Eh ... it's a pity that the telephoto crashed,” I muttered.

The background was not blurry enough to focus all attention on my model. Therefore, having approached a little, I turned the zoom to maximum and made several portraits. After that, it moved a little to the side ...

The girl was sitting with her legs bent, and the not-so-long hem of her dress, only slightly covering her hips from above, giving a full view of the bottom.

- Great, - I took another shot. - So, and now bend your legs stronger.

The girl obediently fulfilled my request. At the last moment, she realized that it was me who was taking pictures, but instead of taking some action, she only slyly smiled, watching my reaction.

“Mmm ...” I drawled. - How is everything interesting?

- What? - she pretended to be surprised.

Slightly spreading her legs to the sides, she pulled up the hem and looked down.

“Oops,” she said curtly, and lowered the hem between her hips, covering her smoothly shaved crotch. - Did you take this picture?

I brought a frame to the camera screen, and admired her peach.

- And in my opinion, it turned out great, - I showed her.

It seemed to me that she blushed slightly, but most likely it was from excitement.

“I don’t have such photos yet,” she cooed.

“Now they will,” I smiled. - continue?

The girl barely perceptible nodded her head, and languidly closing her eyes, looked at me. Instead of answering, she lay back again, and adjusted the hem so that I could again see her smooth lips.

I smiled and took a few more shots, after which I approached her again and showed it.

“You are very photogenic,” I said, handing the device to her.

The girl began to look at the photos, and I gently put my hand on her hip. While she was pretending to be flipping through pictures with enthusiasm, my hand slowly crawled upward until it touched the velvet skin of her pubis. Lera lowered the camera, and looked at me just at that moment when my hand slightly changed direction and, touching her plump lips, slightly squeezed them.

“Oh,” Lera sighed noisily, languidly closing her eyes.

My finger gently, parted her folds, and rushed on. Inside the sponge was already wet enough so that I could easily get into it.

Lera swallowed hard and pushed her to the throat, and covered my hand with her, pressing her more tightly against the crotch.

“Not here,” she whispered, and licked her lips instantly dry.

- Come on, - I grabbed her hand and helped her up.

Jumping to my feet, Lera slightly swayed in my direction, and I hugged her. For a moment we looked into each other's eyes, after which our lips met in a fleeting kiss.

“Just let it be our little secret,” she whispered, pulling away slightly.

“Good,” I kissed her once more, after which we quickly headed back.

When we reached the house, Lera looked inside.

- Well, how? - I heard the voice of Natalia.

“Everything's great,” she said. - Now Alexey will throw off my photos and we will be back.

Nata answered something, and Lera went out into the street.

“To the bathhouse,” I said, answering her dumb question.

As soon as we found ourselves in a waiting room, the girl turned around and, hanging on me, dug into my lips with a sweet kiss. Hugging her tightly, I quickly pulled up the hem of the dress, and my hand squeezed her buttocks. Lera moaned something to my lips, then pulled back a little, and pulled her robe over her head, left in one white bra. Running her hands behind her back, she deftly coped with the clasp, and her magnificent breasts finally found freedom. By this time I had already managed to pull off my T-shirt, and when she was again in my arms, I almost finished, when her melted melons rested against my chest. Without stopping to hug each other, we somehow moved to the bathhouse, where, having sat her directly on the table, I was finally able to enjoy her shaved pussy. Covering her curvaceous body with kisses, I quickly sank down and, sitting between the spread legs, passionately dug into her disgusting lips. Walking along the tongue on the velvet skin outside, I gently parted the puffy rollers, and penetrated into the hot roast.

- Oh my God! Yes! - she lay back, leaning on one hand, and the second began to knead her chest.

Since we could be missed at any moment, we had to break away from her sweet hole. Rising, I pulled off my shorts and, throwing them on the bench, ran my hand over the member in full combat readiness.

“Good unit,” Lera cooed, watching me intently.

“I like it too,” I smiled, then put it to wet lips and slightly pressed.

Gently pushing the velvet walls of the vagina apart, he rushed inward easily.

“What a hot you are,” I whispered when my trunk disappeared inside.

Slightly stooping, I caught her protruding nipple mouth, and slightly pulled him inside.

“More ...” she moaned moodyly.

Continuing to bore her in the gut, I repeated it with another nipple, which she herself gave me. From my pushes, her magnificent chest swayed from side to side.

- Yes! - she moaned already louder, straightening her spreading hair with her hand.

- Oh how! - Suddenly there was a familiar voice from behind. - Calculation in kind.

I turned my head and saw Natalya at the door, who was looking at us in surprise.

- Nata-A! - Lera wanted to say something, but her voice faltered and she groaned.

Natalia smiled slyly. She came out of the bath and, a second later, came back with my camera, which I left in the waiting room.

- Come on dove, smile! - She quickly found the power button and flicked the shutter.

Lera tried to cover her face with her hand, but losing her balance, finally lay down on the table. Honestly, I did not expect such a turn of events, but was not against it. Having driven my dick all the way, I turned to Natalia and waving a hand in a friendly way.

- One more time.Well done! - commanded Nath.

I heard the click of the camera again. As a real photographer, she began to walk around us, continually pushing the shutter release button. Apparently Lera has already reached the point of no return, because she did not even try to resist. She just closed her eyes and cried out louder as our bodies collided. The situation was tense. The excitement of Nata, as if with a whip, spurred my consciousness, which was already at the limit. In order not to be discharged prematurely, I had to exert a little effort. Eggs familiar ache from overstrain.

- Still! Still! - Lera moaned, moaning.

I lost sight of Natalia for a moment, but the next moment, I felt her hands on my back. Apparently, what she saw turned her head too, as the next moment ... Read more →