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"and circled my clit"
He was already there when I arrived, setting up his equipment. We embraced each other; him giving me a warm friendly hug. As we hugged he stared to talk "Girl of the hour. Whats up you good? I want you to sit in that chair over there, I got this dope makeup artist right here ready for you. Mel get to it, we gotta be quick because this studio time cost moneyyyy" rubbing his hands together walking back to his camera. I couldn't even respond to him saying "Whats up". All I could do was nod my head, and smile as I walked over to the chair where Mel the makeup artist stood. We had girl talk as she did my make up, exchanged instagram names and numbers before she was done. She started to rush a little as she helped me get dressed for the shoot. "Good luck girl, I gotta go but we should surely hang out" Mel said quickly as she hurried out the studio. At this point I was here alone with him, and right away we got started. He took these pictures real quick. He'll correct me to change poses or to move my hair around, not much talking when he was photographing. It became a little awkward because there was such loud silence, so every now and then I would say "Like this?" to ensure I was posing the way he wanted. "Yeah like that, you're doing girl don't worry. Look at this. You're a natural, I really don't have to coach you" he said. An hour passed by faster than I knew it. We were down to the last look were it was required for me to be topless and have nothing on but my underwear. I went behind the screen and started to undress. I was feeling a little nervous, I didn't want him to stare at me too hard or think of me in anyway. But I can't back down now. I came from behind the screen wearing this peach coloured french cuts. He was standing there flicking through the photos on his camera as walked to the spot where he had me before. The lights were dimmed low and the back drop was black. We continued to shoot and began to get more comfortable again. I removed my hands from my breast and lifted my hair, my eyes softly focused towards his lenses. "Damn, thats the shot" he chanted. I started to laugh, and he got closer to show me the photo. It got silent again but I couldn't keep my eyes off him. I covered my breast because I could feel myself getting sexually overwhelmed. It was hot in the studio, he was sweating which is why he removed his shirt. I really couldn't focus after that. "Can I ask you something?" he said. I nodded in dear of what he was going to ask. "You don't mind me touching you, do you?" I quickly said no. Very blank and dry. No. H e came closer and gently placed his hands against my hips, slowly pulling my underwear down a bit. I gasp, out loud like an idiot then said "oh" then "shit". I was so embarrassed. I just got a tingled inside as he touched me. He pressed his body closer to mine and held on to me. I was surely soaked , completely soaked. "Move your hands" he said to me. I was confused "and put them where?" I mumbled. He then started to kneel down, his tongue brushed passed my solid rocked nipples and all I could do was watch him. His face met my vagina as he kneel all the way to the ground.