The wager

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She blinked, not sure whether complying was the right thing to do or not for a moment. But then her indecision melted away and she felt as though she simply wanted to trust him for a moment. It wasn't as though he was going to be able to post any indecent pictures to the lingerie line, and she was feeling a bit warm. Her fingers went into the fabric and she pulled it down a bit more, her shoulder going inward a bit coyly. Though she was complying, there was still a shred of her former modesty within her, giving her a shy expression. The impression she gave off was of a naive young woman showing her breast to her lover for the first time, vulnerability in her eyes as though she was a bit shy and hoping he liked it. An air of 'is this what you wanted to see?' Her pretty pink nipple was pert against her plump, pale breast, the gown's skirt shifting a bit to show just a hint of the white panties she wore underneath.

 

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Batard had pressed his luck a bit as he had said “Ease the material back just a little more Ashely” The young model blinked, apparently not sure whether complying was the right thing to do or not. To Batard this moment of indecision seemed to drag on forever. But then he Ashely’s indecision seemed to melted away, as if she felt that for the moment she simply wanted to trust him for a moment. Ashely’s fingers went into the fabric of the gown’s bodice, and she pulled it down a bit more.



Click, click, click the camera’s shutter again caress the gorgeous young model senses as Jules took the first photo of the prim and proper model’s naked breast. Ashely’s shoulder moved inward a bit coyly. Though she was complying, Batard could see that there was still a shred of her former modesty within young Ashely, giving her a shy expression.



Click, click, click Damn but she was gorgeous Jules loved the shy coy look that Ashely gave. He knew that his client would love the photos of Ashely. “Great Ashley that’s what I am looking for.” the gown's skirt had shifting a bit to show just a hint of the white panties the young redheaded model wore underneath the gown. Click, click, click



The first shoots over Ashely went on to sensually model a series of Baby Doll nighties, then a series of belted Teddies. Batard quickly worked the camera’s shutter now sang to Ashely and caressed her senses. When Ashely came out in the first of the Teddies. Batard simply said “Ashely take off the belt and open the Teddy. Batard had made each shoot more sensual then the last Now he would have Ashely pose basically naked from the waist up. Then he would give the drugged young beauty another little push and have her remove her panties and then let the Teddy slip from her shoulders.

 

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She came out in a pink belted teddy, settling into the set as though it had the comfort of her own bedroom. There was a fuzzy pink rug on the floor that she sat on, her legs folded to the side with her luscious hair caressing her shoulders. He had requested that she open it, so she did so, both of her perfect orbs now on display for his viewing pleasure. It was too hot a garment to wear right now anyway, so she had a relieved expression when she opened it, her eyes closed softly as it revealed more of her body. A slight flush to her cheeks, she bit her lip and reached down, running her hand over the softness of the rug.

"It so soft..." she murmured, wondering what it would feel like against her skin.

 

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Batard patients had paid off, with the help of the drugs. Ashely came out in the belted Teddy and with out any direction she gracefully sat down on the fuzzy pink rug. Her legs folded to the side with her luscious hair caressing her shoulders and framed her angelic face with a crimson halo. Ashely had a dreamy look in her eyes, This was the moment that Batard had been waiting for. “Ashely open your Teddy dear.” His Camera whispered click, click, click



Jules had requested that Ashely open it and so she did so, both of her firm breasts were now on display for his viewing pleasure. They were perfect, here areola’s were a dusky pink and were crowned by pale pink rosebud nipples. Batard smiled as Ashely bared her breasts to him. The gorgeous young model eyes closed softly as she revealed more of her stunning young body. A slight flush colored Ashely’s cheeks, she bit her lip and reached down, running her hand over the softness of the rug. "It so soft..." she murmured.



Batard watched the sensual way the young girl ran her hand dreamily through the fuzzy pink rug. “Ashely remove your panties dear………..your wonderful……….. ease them down your legs and then toss them aside.” Batard hesitated a moment and then continued to praise and encourage Ashely to be bolder. His camera was poised to capture the money shot, Ashely Duveaux nude on the fuzzy pink rug.

 

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She looked up at him for a moment, processing his request. Through the thick fog of her mind, part of her was telling her that this was a very bad idea. Though at the same time, she couldn't quite figure out why that was. The rug was so soft, and she knew it would feel so nice against her bare skin. It was also her opinion that the teddy she was wearing was a bit ugly, and she didn't really enjoy having it on, so the logical thing to do was to take it off of course.

The young woman scooted on the rug until she was facing away from him, the teddy falling from her shoulders to lay her back bare. Now there was only her underwear in the way, and that was the next thing to follow. Getting up on her knees, she reached down and started to pull them down her hips, exposing her plump ass to him in her drugged haze. She realized that the underwear wasn't going to come off unless she got up, but she didn't feel like she had the energy. So, she laid down on her back and lifted her legs, pulling the panties off until she could toss them away.

The auburn beauty was now fully naked in the middle of the rug, her shaved pussy unprotected by even a strip of cloth. She closed her eyes and stretched out, letting the soft strands of the carpet rub against her arms. "Mm..." she sighed. "Don't tell anyone I don't have any clothes on... I haven't shown anyone yet..."

 

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Batard watched Ashely’s slow sensually erotic little striptease as she beard herself to him and his camera. Click, click, click the teddy slid from Ashely’s shoulders to lay her back bare.



Now there was only her underwear in the way, and that was the next thing to follow.. Click, click, click On her knees, the young model coquettishly reached down and started to pull her panties down over her hips, exposing her firm heart shaped ass to Jules. Batard held his breath as Ashely laid down on her back and lifted her shapely legs, pulling the panties off until she could toss them away.



The red hair beauty was now fully naked in the middle of the rug, her shaved pussy bared to Batard’s camera and soon the world. The sensual whisper of the shutter click, Captured Ashely Duveaux in all her naked glory for the first time in her young life. The drugged little beauty eyes fluttered close as she seductively stretched out, letting the soft strands of the carpet rub against her arms. "Mm..." Ashely sighed. "Don't tell anyone I don't have any clothes on... I haven't shown anyone yet..."



Those simple words I haven’t shown anyone yet struck Batard could this gorgeous young creature be a virgin. A wicked grin bowed Batard’s lips, he knew he could make quite a lot of money merely for the first nude photos of Ashely. But what if, he could make a video of her, a rape video were she lost her virginity? That was if she truly was a virgin.

"Ashely dear how many men have you slept with.............or are you a virgin?" Batard had asked the question.

 

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That question riled her up slightly, the red-haired woman sitting up and turning to face him. She sat with her knees forward and her legs bent out to either side, the woman leaning forward with her hands on the carpet in front of her. This position made her chest jut out more, an almost offended, pouty look on her face as her eyebrows scrunched downward. It gave her a bratty look, especially with the way her eyes seemed so defiant.

"That's not a nice thing to ask. Of course I haven't done anything like that yet- I'm saving myself for someone special!" She blew a strand of red hair out of her eyes before reaching up and running her hand through her hair with an annoyed expression. What an odd, personal thing to ask someone they barely knew. It was as though he thought she was the type of woman who would do it with just anyone as though it didn't even mean anything!

 

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Ashely’s temper flared as she declared "That's not a nice thing to ask. Of course, I haven't done anything like that yet- I'm saving myself for someone special!" Ashely looked so adorable as she blew a strand of red hair out of her eyes before reaching up and running her hand through her hair with an annoyed expression. Batard loved the pose the young model had struck, her with her knees forward and her legs bent out to either side, and her hands running through her tawny copper tresses. Batard wondered if Ashely had any idea with that pouty little look, her natural pose that had her breasts thrust out, and her shaved pussy blossoming. How really innocently seductive she was.



Click He just had to get that shoot. “Ashely I am sorry.” Jules was not sorry he had asked the question but that it may have spoiled the mood he had worked so hard to put young Ashely in. Jules’ voice sounded quite contrite, and his eyes were down cast. “Ashely we need to finish the “Art” shoot.” Batard knew that Ashely’s mid would be befuddled. Yet to win his wager with Porter, he knew he need mor nude picture of Ashely, and he wanted them to be sensual and seductive. “ Ashely lay down on the rug and resume the pose dear.” His voice was soft and gentle. He took several more nude photos then he pushed the drugged young girl’s boundaries. “Ashely massage your breast……… let your fingers tease your nipples.” Batard watched carefully to see if she would obey him and how responsive her luscious young body was. “Ashely let your other hand rest between your thighs.”

 

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He really did sounds sorry for the first time since she had met him, so she let it go this time. If he brought it up again, she might be irritated once more, but for now the young model was placated with his honeyed words. Ashley did what she was told and laid back down again, assuming several different laying poses for him. Once she heard his next command though, she stopped and stared at the ceiling, wondering why she felt again like she shouldn't be doing any of this. It confused her, the girl sitting up and grabbing her bottle of water to chug a few more gulps before setting it down once more. It didn't seem to matter as much anymore, and she settled back once more into the pillowy softness of the rug.

It felt like the rug was caressing her, tantalizing her skin as she laid there before him. He had said that he wanted her to massage herself didn't he? Or maybe that was just her nipples? She wasn't sure, but for good measure she started rubbing her hands all along her body. They traveled seductively down her belly, against her thighs, over her breasts and up to her shoulders before moving to the next bit of exposed skin. It felt nice, feeling her hands slide around her body like that.

Her hands finally settled on her breasts and she started playing with her nipples, rolling and squeezing them sensually as they became more pert from her attentions. It felt odd, like when the gown had slid against them before, making them tingle. Her hips started to gently move from side to side, her pussy becoming a bit glossy from the wetness that was starting to gather there. It felt warm and... tight in a way, as though her insides were aching. A particularly nice squeeze of one of her nipples had her mewling softly, a soft, feminine sound of pleasure and desire.

 

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Jules Batard watched as Ashely hesitated for a moment to carry out his latest instruction the stunning young redhead sat up reached for the drugged bottle of water and then took several large gulps of water. Batard smiled as Ashely once again laid down in all her naked glory a bemused little smile seem ed to bow her moist ripe lips.



Once again Batards compelling hypnotic voice came to the young girl. Her hands settled on her breasts, and she started playing with her nipples, rolling, and squeezing them sensually as they became more hard little points of pleasure from her attentions. Ashely’s hips started to gently move from side to side, her pussy becoming a bit glossy from the wetness that was starting to gather there. A particularly sharp squeeze of one of her nipples had her mewling softly, a soft. The feminine sound of pleasure and desire that bubbled from the young models ripe full lips pleased Batard.



One of Ashely’s hands traveled seductively down her belly, against her thighs. Jules laid his camera aside, he lay down beside the drugged beauty, his hand covered the Ashely’s hand between her thighs. Slowly he guided the young innocents hand to her Virgin Pussy. His voice lulling softly, encouraging Ashely and that he was pleased with her. His hand guided the young model’s fingers to her hooded clit. “Ashely slowly rub that little pearl.” Batard smiled as he taught the innocent young girl to coax her clit from its hooded hiding place as her other hand was teasing her taunt rosebud nipple.

 

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He was actually being soft with her, a man who either snapped or commanded was now coaxing her softly. It made her less guarded when he laid down next to her and took her hand, leading her to place she barely knew. She started rubbing where he said, unsure that it would have any effect.

However once her fingers started rubbing, it was as though she couldn’t stop. It felt so good, her fingers slickly working around and over her little button. She closed her eyes, her eyelashes kissing her flushed cheeks as she continued to masturbate right next to the very man who had tricked her, drugged her, and now was making her do lewd things. Her pink lips parted and she moaned softly, her hips squirming slightly from the intensity of the pleasure she felt. It was as though she was getting caught up in it, rising higher and higher until…

“Oooh!” She moaned loudly, her back arching as she came from her own fingers. Ashley had never cum before, so this new sensation was unlike anything she had felt before. It felt like pleasure had blossomed from her pussy, radiating outward into the rest of her body.

 

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An evil grin bowed Batard lips as he guide the young Ashely’s fingers. The girl’s head lulled side to side and soft gasp of pleasure bubbled from her ripe red lips. Soon Batard hand was able to leave the young virgin model's finger started rubbing, coaxing her throbbing clit from its hooded hiding place. It was as though, once started, she couldn’t stop. Ashely’s soft eyes fluttered close, her eyelashes kissing her flushed cheeks. And Batard slowly rose, and retrieved his camera, he smiled evilly, click, the shutter whispered as the camera’s unblinking eye caught Ashely as she continued to masturbate for the first time in her young life. Her soft pink lips parted, and she moaned softly, her hips squirming slightly from the intensity of the pleasure. “Oooh!” she moaned loudly, her back arching as she came for the first time in her young life, and from her own fingers.



Batard caught each delicious moment of Miss Ashely Duveaux, naked and masturbating her lithe young body shimmering in a fine sheen of sweat, the gorgeous young model appeared to be lost in the moment. Batard’s voice came to her in a soft whisper “Yes Ashely that’s it…….wonderful……… rub just a little faster dear……….let your fingers at your breasts, roll, pinch, and tug at your little pink nipple dear.” Batard was like a puppet master pulling the strings and Ashely his gorgeous young puppet dancing to the strings he pulled.



Oh, what a picture the naïve, prim, and so proper Ashely Duveaux presented as she lay there naked and masturbating for Batard’s camera. Again, he lay by her side. He placed his hand on hers. He slipped a finger into Ashely’s chaste young body and slowly began to finger fuck the young virgin. She had told him she was a virgin in so many words , yet he had to know the truth. Slowly his finger wormed deeper and deeper into Ashely chaste virginal body, the tip of his finger brushed her maiden head. So, Ashely had not lied she was a virgin. Batard continued to finger fuck the young model.



The “art” shoot took most of the day at the end Ashely Duveaux lay exhausted and spent. Jules gathered the young girl in his arms and carried her to her bed. In the morning Ashely would awake with no memory of what she had done just haunting shifting memories as it had been a dream.. Batard looked forward to unveiling the “art” shoots photographs to the prim and proper Miss Duveaux.

 

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His finger had been received well, the model seeming to push back on his finger with her hips as her fingers continued to rub herself. It felt good, but she found herself wishing it was thicker, that it filled her up more. Nevertheless, it heightened her orgasms and her legs were practically jelly from having climaxed so many times.

When she woke up the next morning, she sat up and held her head. She felt a bit woozy, while at the same time she felt invigorated and satisfied. The young woman hopped into the shower, hoping the hot water would clear her head. It felt like she had had some very naughty dreams last night, the thought of them making her blush slightly, her pussy getting just a bit moist as she thought about how she felt in the dreams.

Exiting the shower, she dressed in a pink dress with sandals and a sandy-colored belt. To her knowledge, they didn’t have anything planned for the day, so she intended to spend some time in her own room, reading, writing, watching shows,
And perhaps exploring what that feeling was.

As per usual, she came down from her room to have breakfast, sitting down at the table and starting to eat.

 

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Jules Batard was pleased with how the “art” shoot had gone. Ashely Duveaux might be a virgin, but she was a very sensual young lady and he had very much enjoyed wringing a cascade series of orgasms from the young redheaded beauty supple innocent virginal body. After he had laid her naked in her bed. Batard then went to send Porter some very explicit photos of a nude Miss Duveaux masturbating for the camera. Batard loved the photo that showed Ashely’s ripe red lips “O”ed, her back arched, her toes curled, as she teased her taunt nipple as she came for the camera. Porter could not argue that it was photo shopped.



Ashely was eating breakfast when Jules joined her. “Morning Ashely I trust you slept well. I know that it was a very long shoot yesterday.” His voice was light and casual. He noticed that the young model had chosen a pink dress with sandals and a sandy-colored belt. Jules Batard noticed the young girl’s sense of fashion. Though the dress was modest, it seemed to cling to her sensual curves. Batard could not wait to get Ashely out of it. He had made sure that Ashely’s breakfast had been lightly drugged. Batard wanted Ashely in a pliable state. When he sprung his surprise to her.



“Ashely I would like to go over the photos of yesterday’s shoot.” Jules' voice was soft but edged with concern. Batard lead the stunning redhead to his studio. Laid out on the light table were a series of photos of a very naked Ashely Duveaux. It showed the young virgin in a teddy that lay open, her firm young breast exposed; her nipples already taunt peeked little buds. The most shocking of the photos showed Ashely masturbating, her lips seductively “O”ed, and her back arched as she came for the camera. “Ashely we need to reshoot the last of the series.” Of course, Batard had chosen the series where Ashely was masturbating. “Just remove your dress and undergarments and lay back on the rug.” It was the fuzzy pink rug that had haunted her dreams last nigh now laying at her feet.



Batard voice was soft and cheerful as if what he asked was the most natural thing in the world. Yet there was a dark note to his voice as well that seemed to say ''do it, or these photos may end up on the internet". Batard had planned ahead and had several bottles of the drugged water ready for his innocent young model.

 

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"Good morning," she had answered politely, starting in on her meal straight away. For some reason, she was hungrier than usual, eating a larger portion than she typically would. Chewing slowly she only gave him a nod when he mentioned a shoot. She didn't quire remember that, but perhaps she had just been really tired at the time, basically running on autopilot. Not much further thought was given to such things until her eyes were drawn to the photos of herself on the table.

Though she was already starting to feel the effects of the drug, the shock of made her suck a bit of food down the wrong pipe, resulting in a coughing fit for a few moments. The young models eyes watered as she coughed, her arms going up and behind her head both to help her get the food out of her lungs and to help with her stress. Once she was settled, she wheezed slightly and cleared her throat, her eyes narrowed at him.

"What the hell is this, Mr. Batard? Did you photoshop me?! What do you even mean?!" Her voice was angry, indignant, though at the same time she was starting to look more confused. She felt like she needed to lay down, but she didn't want to lay down on that fuzzy rug now that all those images in front of her were making her dizzy. It felt like she had seen them before, or rather felt them. They touched something inside her and it made her panicked and ashamed.

She put her head in her hands, desperately trying to keep control while all the while she could feel her thoughts slowly mellowing and slipping away...

 

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"What the hell is this, Mr. Batard? Did you photoshop me?! What do you even mean?!" Her voice was angry, indignant, though at the same time she was starting to look more confused. Batard let Ashely’s anger flare, for as she ragged at him, the faster the drug would work through her system and the more languid she would become. “You did not seem to have had any objections to the “art” shoot yesterday Ashely” He paused and then handed the young model a bottle of water. “This will easy your throat after that coughing fit. His contrite concern was merely a ploy to let the drugs Ashely had already consumed to truly take effect, and of course the water he offered her was drugged as well.



He saw Ashely soft eyes shimmer with unshed tears, yet he also saw her pupils and knew the drugs were taking their effect. “Ashely yesterday you said you would do the shoot; the client was very happy when you told them you would…………..” Jules let his voice trail off, his disappoint with her was quite evident. “Ashely please remove your dress so we can deliver the product the client has already paid for.”



The moments dragged by as Batard waited for his gorgeous young model to obey his request for her to once more bare herself to him and the camera. Ashely well knew that the contract she had sign really left her no choice but to do as he requested.

 

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"Fuck you," she hissed, snatching the bottle of water from him and taking a few gulps before wiping her mouth on her arm. It was the first time she had sworn at him, though to be fair it was a very stressful morning for her. She didn't give a damn what he wanted.

Ashley got up, having no intention of doing what he asked. If he wanted to do a shoot today, he could take pictures of other things. She started to walk away in the large dining room, though she soon felt her legs feeling heavy, the young woman leaning on the doorframe as she started to forget where she was going. Moving felt like a waste of energy, and she was starting to feel quite warm once more.

Her face turned to him, a confused expression upon it. "Where were we going?"

 

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Jules Batard smiled when the young redheaded Ashely’s face turned to him, a confused expression upon it. "Where were we going?"



“We were going to the studio to reshoot parts of the “Art study” shoot Ashely. He led the now trusting young beauty back to the studio. Once more back in his studio Batard turned to the languid young girl. “You can remove your clothing now Ashely.” Batard gave his command in the same tone of voice that he had always with her.



Oh, what plans he had for sweet Ashely! Today he would push the young beauty’s binderies further than before. He waited for his little gorgeous puppet to obey what was now required of her.

 

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"Oh..." she nodded slowly. Yes, that must have been it- she was a model after all. She followed him dutifully back to the studio room. Once there, she hesitated with his command, but the look on his face made her comply. It was as though this was completely normal, and she felt weird for feeling hesitant about it. Maybe she was the odd one here, unable to follow directions when given.

Reaching down, she undid her belt and pulled her dress up and over herself, tossing it to the side. She then took off her shoes, bra, and finally her soft pink panties that matched her dress. Naked once more, she laid down on the rug and sighed, her head swimming in the clouds now. It was almost as though she couldn't even fathom why she had felt so upset earlier, only the present moment being important.

 

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"Oh..." Ashely nodded slowly. The stunning young model reached down, she undid her belt and pulled her dress up and over herself, tossing it to the side. Batard loved her surrendered, as Ashely then took off her shoes, bra, and finally her soft pink panties slid down her shapely legs and with her toe tossed them away. Naked once more, she laid down on the rug and a sensual sigh bubbled from her “O”ed lips. The drugs that the young model had been fed left her head swimming in the clouds now. It was almost as though Ashely couldn't now even fathom why she had felt so upset earlier, only the present moment being important.



“Ashely do you remember the pose from yesterday?................the hand at your breast and nipple………….The other between your thighs…….” Batard wondered, would Ashely remember the pose?

 

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She didn't remember, her brows furrowing slightly in concentration as she tried. Her gaze looked a bit unfocused for a moment before she put one hand on her breast and the other on her thigh. While she didn't recall what he was trying to remind her of, it sounded like that was what he wanted her to do. She cocked her head to the side inquisitively, wondering if he was satisfied without. Absentmindedly though, her fingers started to play with her nipple slightly. While it seemed she didn't consciously remember, her subconscious remembered the pleasure her fingers brought.

Soon her hand between her thighs had found her clit, her fingers rubbing it gently as she almost forgot he was there. It was as though she was alone, her warm body being tantalized by her own fingers.

 

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Jukes Batard’s camera caught the shy movements of Ashely’s hand at her breast as her fingers rolled her taunt pale nipple. Then the hand as her thigh slowly moved to pussy, once again coaxing her clit from its hooded hiding place. The faraway look in her soft wide eyes, a result of the Drugs he had given her, gave her a “little girl lost” look that showed her youth and innocence to perfection.



Batard would wait until Ashely was once more lost in the ecstasy of the pleasure that her own fingers brought to her. He waited for that moment when her back would arch, and she would scream as she came for him. Then he would push the adorable young model further than he had before. It was high time young Ashely learned to give pleasure as well as receive it.

 

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"Oh..." she cooed softly, her breath coming out in huffs now as she touched her drenched pussy. Had anything ever felt so good? She wasn't sure. All she knew was that her body longed for it desperately, and that she was slowly but surely working herself up to something important. "Yes... more!" she whined, squirming her hips and licking her lips to wet them. They were slightly dry from all her panting, so she needed to restore a bit of moisture to them. Soon after she was moaning in escalating pitch until she came once more, that blossoming climax sending her body rigid with trembling pleasure.

 

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"Yes... more!" Ashely whined, her hips gyrating as licked her lips to wet them. They were slightly dry from all her panting, so she needed to restore a bit of moisture to them. Soon after she was moaning in escalating pitch until she came once more, that blossoming climax sending her body rigid with trembling pleasure. Batard’s camera caught each delicious moment of young Ashely performance.



“Great Ashely……….that what I was looking for.” Oh, yes that what he was truly looking for. The girl lay there in the afterglow of her orgasm. “ In the next shoot Ashely, I want you kneel and sensually sucking on a popsicle…………….can you do it dear?.....................Oh, Ashely you do not need to change for this shoot just say as you are honey”

 

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She had looked around for her costume change, wondering if he had wanted her to wear anything for the change of scene, but it seemed as though it wasn't necessary. Sitting up, she scooted her legs around until she could get up on her knees. It was uncomfortable to be on them straight upward, so she widened them a bit, her hot pussy to the cool air of the room. A popsicle sounded nice, as she was a bit parched after all. In fact, the thought of an icy treat only made her mouth water as she patiently waited for him to produce said treat. She was really hoping it was coconut flavor, as that was the one she typically went for. The tropical taste of it always left her satisfied afterwards.