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“Thank you Sweetie”
I give your paris iPhone back.
“I leave you alone now. If the housekeeper says, when you are finished. Bye!”
I turn around and prepare my camera to shoot a few promos for Emma’s new film Bling ring. When I turn around again, she has already opened a drawer and holds up one of Paris’ Victoria’s Secret Bhs
“That’s hot!”She says when I press the trigger.
I’m not sure if she makes Paris or is already in her role as a nicki. A few more snapshots here and there, then Emma leaves the walk -in wardrobe again. Shortly before you in Paris’ bedroom I see disappears how she opens the zipper of her dress. I am petrified for a moment, then I’ll go after her.
The dress lies on the floor, Emma sits in an armchair, only with a small, black panties on the body, covered her breasts from her hands and a large champagne bottle, from which she takes a sip every now and then. I keep taking pictures, even if it is difficult for me to concentrate.
Then she gets up. With her back to me she goes to the strip rod right in front of the big bed. With a seductive look she looks into the camera and tries to hide behind the bar and the champagne bottle.
Then she turns back to me with the back to me. One hand walks the bar with the other she leads the bottle back to her mouth. Slowly she turns around again and leaves the champagne drip down on their magnificent body. Her right hand slowly slides down the bar, then over her face, the lips, the wet breasts and finally disappears into her now soaked panties.
I am now pressing the trigger as fast as I can. Most of the photos will probably be totally blurred and hardly recognizable, but at that moment I hardly care. Emma turns her back to me again, puts the bottle away and reaches for the bar with his left hand, the right ones still between my legs and stretches her perfect little butt.
“What does a girl actually have to do so that you can put the camera away?”
That’s enough. I put the camera on the next chest of drawers (not without switching to the video function beforehand and pressing the trigger one last time) and then go to Emma.
She presses her butt on my almost already burst pants while playing my hands on her stiff nipples. When Emma groans out loud, I can no longer wait any longer. I get rid of my clothes at lightning speed and Emma also lets her panties slide onto the floor. I let mine tail Slide her wet column a few times and then slowly but definitely penetrate her.
In one of the numerous mirrors I see how her mouth opens and she closes her eyes. The feeling is incredible. Soon we found the perfect rhythm. With my hands I play alternately on her nipples or give her a folding on the buttocks.
After a while I notice, like Emma, who still holds on to the pole with both hands, continues to slip down. I withdraw from her, take her with both hands on my hip and throw her on the big bed right next to the pole. Emma lands giggling on the back. I am quickly back in her.
Her Legs wrap me up while I push deeper and deeper into her.
“Do you know what was always surprised at Paris’s sextape?”I ask you.
“What?”
“That the little one slut Do not let in the face. But Nicki would certainly not be so squeamish and would certainly have fun with it or?
“Oh Jaaaa” groaning Emma loudly. I don’t know if it is the answer to my question or her violent orgasm, but that is not me any further, because it is so far with me too. I pull my cock out of her twitching pussy and make it up to the level of your abdomen before that sperm shoot out of me.
The first splashes make it into her face and your open mouth, the rest drips on her little breasts.
There is nothing about method acting.
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