I splashed out and I just managed to put my palm in my boat, I managed to collect most of it. Not later - the intercom rang before, I looked at my watch with horror: 11: 07 — the time of arrival of the model. I opened the access door and rushed into the bathroom to destroy traces of sharing experiences. When the elevator opened on my floor, I already opened the door of the apartment and greeted the guest with a hospitable smile.

Olga looked around in my home and the situation really reminded the photo studio. She was calm and straining her legs on the couch, this time my turn to bring coffee. Olya enthusiastically discussed the finished photos with her participation and was confident in her talent of the model. When the cups were empty, we began to work. I asked her to undress and stand exactly in the middle of the room. She neatly hung her skirt and sleeveless blouse on a chair in the corner of the room, and in a blue bikini went out into the middle under the lights of the spotlights. I again began to defiantly examine its price. At first, he stared at her face and gazed at the mikayazh. Olga was completely calm and with difficulty restrained laughter. He stretched out and looked at each of her hands, straightened the bodice on her breasts, specially touching her tanned body with the fingers. This time the chest of the 3rd size was not closed so much and the upper part of the hemispheres was open, I took off the top straps and deliberately threw them on the chair. Next, flat tummy, narrow waist, beautiful back. Olin's delicious ass was also barely covered, no thongs of course, but salivating. The fleshy buttocks of the athletic priests, without a trace of cellulitis, have sucked them in their hands. I crouched in front and slipped my fingers under the panties, supposedly straightening them, Olya stopped giggling and stiffened. Next, I examined the hips, knees and pedicure. Unable to find flaws, the professional got up and announced that it was possible to work.

Olya really prepared herself and took memorized, and maybe even rehearsed, poses. I plunged into work and incessantly flipped a DSLR. When her supply was exhausted, I began to command. Having tried all possible angles and in every way intentionally touching the model's body, I also exhausted all imagination.

Take off your top and close your breasts with arms crossed over your chest, ”I said in a hoarse voice.

Olya hung, she was covered with a blush, thoughtful, but even so she turned away and a blue strip disappeared from her back, when she turned, her eyes expressed lust and shame, her hands hid her boobs poorly. I began to extol her sacrifice for creativity and from all angles to capture, focusing on the chest. After taking enough shots, I walked over to her and took her wrists with my own hands and placed my hands under my breasts as if she were a mannequin. Self-control returned to the model and she did not close her boobs, and from the bottom, as was intended, propped them up. I left my camera on a tripod and periodically approached her either by turning it half a turn or changing the position of my hands. And so I stared at the chest with a thoughtful look, took the tits with my hands and brought them together, lifted, squeezed and all this with a view of the creator. And again went to the tripod commanding to reproduce these manipulations. In the heat of work, I brought a cream from the bathroom and began to rub it in my chest, Ole explained that it was necessary for them to shine under the flash, without letting them smear them themselves. Big tits in my hands wanted to crush all the time. When I stopped and went to the tripod, I noticed that a wet spot appeared on her panties.

I sat the model on the floor, my back was straightened back, a big bare chest was exposed, the model's face already expressed passion and lust. When Olga lay back on the straightened couch, with her head hanging down and exposing boobs, I could no longer bear the tightness and lowered her jeans in front of my eyes and pulled out a hard cock.

I spent the further shooting without the pants with the sword, and Olya's panties were soaked through.When she leaned her breasts on the back of the chair, bent her spine and exposed her ass, I walked up and gently collected the panties with my fingers, making them look like thongs. But I could not make this shot. Olga so excitingly twisted her booty that I knelt down and began to kiss and bite her buttocks. Olya moaned and began to twist her booty. I pulled her panties down and got rid of the excess barrier. Hands apart buttocks, tongue penetrated her pussy and licked the entire crotch. Olga shook her whole body and the released lubricant spread over my face. Exhausted, she fell to the floor and, lying on her back with misty eyes, pulled her hands towards me. I lay on her, our lips met and the excited member easily fell into the open bud of the vagina. Olga moaned loudly and finished again under me. When she came to, I picked her up and carried her to the kitchen. Dropping everything off the table, I put her stomach on the tabletop. Beautiful round ass asked to ottaranit her, from pussy flowed down her legs.

Spread the rolls with your hands, ”I said in a low, excited voice.

I took out the grease from the locker and plentifully put on the hole while Olya obediently held the buttocks with her fingers. The head very easily passed the barrier, the relaxed body and the abundant lubricant worked wonders, I slowly introduced my penis deeper and deeper, and Olya herself put on her ass. I just stood and watched as my dick almost completely plunged into the anus and out of it completely. Eggs spanked on her vagina. I took my hands from the bottom of her milking, for which Olga had to raise a little. Without asking permission, I pulled my dick and dramatically drove it into the vagina. Olya was trembling with her whole body from orgasm. When she could move, I turned her on her back. Raised and divorced legs lay on my shoulders, shaved pubis, labia, anus - everything glistened with grease. I again began alternately chasing both of her holes, fingering her boobs. Fucking my first model in the ass, I could not take my eyes off her excited face. Sensing a pulsation, I moved away, Olga jumped off the table and knelt down. Dick was immediately in her mouth. She enjoyed it and genuinely moaned, a volley of sperm hit her in the mouth, then another and another. Part of the sperm flowed in the corners of the lips, Olya did not hurry to swallow. I lay down on the floor and fell into the clouds. Olya lay down on top of me and snuggled a kiss. I felt her touching tongue in a passionate kiss, I realized her plan later, when I felt my sticky lips from sperm.

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