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“Alright, look at the camera, girl! One, two, three, okay, keep posing.” I followed all her instructions. Next, she had me walk into the sea, facing backward with my hands in my hair. Then, I looked to the other side. We returned to the sand, and she had me kneel while looking sexy at the camera, followed by a fierce pose. She then had me lie down on the sand, spreading my wet hair – a serious gaze at the camera, fingers placed on my cheek. Finally, she had me kneel again, this time looking at the sea, emphasizing my sexy back, and even chased a candid pose.

Exclusively, for my bodyguard only. When I reached his feet, I tilt my head and look up at his face. He's still there, frozen, he didn’t know what he will do but I know that he knows what he wants to do. Like a trained seductress, I gracefully settle into my knees, tucking my toes underneath my now exposed ass and fixing my arms behind me in a box position.

I had to spread her knees a little wider and make her mouth open slightly wider. "The next position is a variation of the kneeling position, which I'll call 'Sex Position'. You lean forward from the kneeling position, placing your crossed hands over the top of your head, with your head on the ground, keeping your knees wide and your ass up. Your owner can then use either of the two holes thus presented. Essentially, I want to have sex with every part of you."

He circled me again, closer this time. “First position: present.” His hands adjusted me firmly—feet shoulder-width apart, hands clasped behind my back, chest thrust forward, chin high, eyes lowered. “When I say present, this is exactly how you stand. Hold it.” I locked my muscles and stayed perfectly still while he inspected me. “Good girl. Second position: kneel.” He stepped in front of me again. “Kneel.” I dropped quickly to my knees, spreading them wide, placing my palms up on my thighs, keeping my back straight and breasts lifted. The position left me completely open, vulnerable, aching.

"The symbol... it was etched upon one of the books in the pack history section." "Then what are we waiting for, let me take my shower then we go" she said standing up as she revealed her delicate body, her firmly filled boob attracting my eyes, the sexy curve of her waist and that bubble butt. I still couldn't believe I was here, who knows I might be dreaming. Third person Pov

If Cassy were mine, I’d make sure she was always happy, always satisfied, always getting her tight pussy fucked well every night. Fuck! I needed to get my head straight before I ruined everything. “Okay,” she said, stepping closer. Her huge tits swayed with every step. “How do I pose? I want these pics so nasty that when Luke sees them, he cums in his pants.” She climbed onto the bed, lay back, and spread her legs wide. The red thong was stretched tight over her cunt, and right in the middle was a dark, wet spot. She was soaked. Her pussy lips pressed against the fabric, puffy and outlined perfectly. She arched her back, pushing her tits up, and slipped her fingers under the waistband of the

I named that pose "Fairy Dance." For the fourth pose, my body faced sideways while my eyes stared sharply at the front camera. Meanwhile, the other hand tossed my white shoulder bag so that the bag floated in the air as if posing with me, with me as the controller of the bag's leash. My bag eventually fell off the stage.

It hit the floor between us with a soft thud. “Oh, sorry,” I said softly. I stood up, turned my back to him, and bent down slowly to pick it up. I kept my legs straight and my knees locked, so my short skirt rode all the way up. My bare ass and smooth, shaved pussy were completely exposed to him. I stayed like that for a long second, pretending to struggle with the book, letting him see everything — the pink lips of my pussy already glistening a little from how turned on I was.

She pulled it out, sneezed once as dust motes tickled her nostrils, and lowered the book on the coffee table. The title was written in cursive gold letters, 'The Art Of The Body'. Clearly out of curiosity, she opened to the middle of the book, and her eyes nearly popped out in pure mortification. The book contained explicit diagrams of men and women in different, erotic, sexual poses.

“Alphabetical by author, then by year. Now, on your knees.” The hardwood bit into my skin as I knelt. Every time I reached for a book on the lower shelves, my skirt rode up. I knew he could see everything. The cool air on my bare skin made me painfully aware of how exposed I was. Gosh. Heat drolled along my thighs. He came closer and circled me slowly, like a predator studying prey. “Correct Posture,” he reminded me while his hand pressed against my lower back, forcing a deeper arch. The touch sent electricity straight between my legs. I bit my lip to stay silent.