Olivia's Pics

I saw how beautiful Olivia looked with her tracksuit on. But at that she was removing them and she was already down to her pink panties.

I watch and my brain explodes with horniness and excitement. I watch your hand tease your pussy. “I’d be lying if I said no. That’s so hot. Keep doing that.” I take photo after photo of you touching your hairy push. “Why don’t we go extreme? Properly break the internet with it. You’re still seen as a sort of a sitcom girl. They don’t suck dick but you do. Sorry if that’s too vulgar an idea.” I try to sound polite but it really doesn’t work when my cock is literally pulsing in my trousers as she finally slides her panties down.

I can’t believe what you’re saying. And I can’t believe how much I love it. It’s taking over my brain and making me unable to think straight. I bite my lip and moan, still touching my clit. “I can’t! Fuck… as much as I want to, I have a boyfriend. So you just have to watch while I do this…” I spread my legs wider and slide two fingers into my pussy, while my other hand gropes my tits.

“Not going to complain about watching this. Best show in the world.” I keep taking photos of this. I’m in awe and horny delight. The comment about your boyfriend annoyed me but I can fix that with a few words “your boyfriend wouldn’t mind you sucking dick if it’s for work” and I “adjust” myself as I click the button and take a photo.

I keep playing with myself, but something floods my brain suddenly and I can’t help it. “Fuck it… he won’t mind. I need it now…” I quickly move forward and down to my knees, reaching for your belt and pulling your pants and boxers down. I free your hard cock and immediately take it between my lips, looking up at the camera.

I let out a loud deep groan as my rock hard 7 inches flew out my trousers and into your mouth. “Oh god! It’s not cheating if it’s for work.” I moan loudly and my knees tremble with pleasure. “You’re good with that aren’t you?” I play with your hair as I keep taking photos. I type “you want to be a slut for me and this camera. Anything and everything that’ll make us cum.” And I take photos that I know no one will ever see except me.

I can’t believe I’m doing this. We only just met, but I can’t help it. There’s these thoughts of being a slut for you that I can’t resist. I want to do it all in front of the camera. My hand comes up to fondle your balls, taking you deeper between my plump lips eagerly. I pull away with a moan and stroke your delicious cock quickly, right at my face. “Just record this. Then you can catch everything…” I say with a sexy smirk.

I keep stroking you, the tip of your throbbing cock inches from my mouth. I look up, and once the camera starts recording, your commands really take over my brain. I give it a sexy smile and bite my lip, looking at your cock and then back to the lens. “My name is Olivia.” I swirl my tongue around the tip.

This made it even harder for me and I was ready to cum on her face as I was completely throbbing in her hand. At last I finally exploded and a huge load landed on her face while she took pictures of it. She smiled at me for a job well done and i was happy about the different shots she had taken.