My nipples were hard from a combination of the fabric on the dress rubbing against them and the slightly chilly temperature in the room. He stood ther... smiling as I walked over to him. I kissed him deeply and I pulled his jacket off of his shoulders and dropped it onto the floor and slid off his tie. Then I kissed his neck while unbuttoning his shirt and kissing lower down his chest for each new button I undid. I could feel his cock stiffen in his pants as I got down lower. I gently kissed his. By the time the shoot was over the sun was reflecting off the salt, off the sand. It was like being in an oven. I was drenched in sweat, which was a look the photographer wanted. Sweat ran between my breasts, ran down my back, and between my buttocks. My pussy was wet, both from within, and from the sweat without. Labours at the salt works watched, when they were able, as I spread myself for the lens. Click, click. It was a familiar scenario, if not a familiar setting. Then it was done. Back at. More

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