24-05-2020, 01:26 PM
I then had her lay down on the carpet in front of him, trying to imitate the same pose of Princess Leia laid down in front of Jabba the hutt. It was just a craving that the nerd in me had to get satisfied. Sahana of course did not understand how I wanted her to pose as she had not seen the Star Wars movies. So I and Anis had to painstakingly instruct her in the process. Finally we had what we wanted and she looked mighty fine, as her bottom dbangs fell away exposing her legs and peek of her panties were showing. Anis was playing the role of Jabba The Hutt by sitting on the sofa behind her with his legs splayed and a dirty grin on his face
I thought it was time to up the notch.
I then instructed her to go in front of him and bend down and have her left hand on his shoulder. I took few shots, one of them from behind him capturing a nice shot of her cleavage with her boobs trying to pop out.
For the next shot she did not bother with any instruction, before I could give any, she straddled him, looked at me and gave me and my camera a wink. I took pictures where she was swinging her hips over him as she hung over his crotch area. I then asked him to grab her waist and bring his face towards her. She froze and looked at me and I saw nothing but lust in her eyes and lips. He brought his face to her and mashed it against her bra cups; his nose was in her cleavage.
‘Anis, now, hold you face there and grab her ass with both hands,’ I instructed. I wanted to make these pictures as sexy as possible without crossing some kind of line.
I had her get up for the next shot and had her straddle his lap, this time with her back to him. I positioned my camera from the front, told her to spread her legs and have him hold her waist. The entirety of both of her legs was exposed. I asked her to give me few poses were it looked like she was giving him a lap dance. For brief moments while she moved, lap dance was probably what he was getting. She had her hands over her head roughing up her hair for a pose, and then she leaned forward gave us a cleavage shot and in that one Anis’s face was in the shot, I asked him to close his eyes so that it would indicate pleasure.
She then for the next shot, without any instruction sat on his lap with her sides to him, her legs stretched out on the sofa, arms around his neck, hanging on to him. The sides of her ass was showing this time, as his right hand grabbed her waist and his left hand held on to the top of her thighs. I took what became the last shot.
She then got up and announced it was end of the photo shoot and she needed to recompose herself. ‘Any longer I was on your lap, that thing would have poked a hole in your jeans,’ she said pointing at his crotch area and laughed. Anis immediately gasped and covered his crotch area with hands. ‘Don’t bother, it was jabbing me at my ass,’ she quipped. ‘And you look like was enjoying it as well,’ she said pointing at my erection, that created a half mast in my trousers. I laughed at it. ‘Ali,’ she then said, looking behind at Anis, ‘I will give Anis one your shorts for the night, or else he might make a mess in his jeans if he keeps putting up a tent all night,’ and laughed again. Maybe she was horny from the photo shoot and the alcohol, but I never heard her speak like this. Anis simply covered his face in embarrassment and yelped out ‘sorry.’ She then without wasting a moment went into our room and after a while came back out with a pair of my cotton shorts and handed it to him. Recently embarrassed out of wits he sheepishly looked at her, held the cotton shorts in front of his crotch and walked off to the guest room to change.
‘Honey,’ I told her when we became the only two in the living room, ‘you are really teasing him too much, have some mercy on him.’ I was simultaneously putting away my camera gear.
I thought it was time to up the notch.
I then instructed her to go in front of him and bend down and have her left hand on his shoulder. I took few shots, one of them from behind him capturing a nice shot of her cleavage with her boobs trying to pop out.
For the next shot she did not bother with any instruction, before I could give any, she straddled him, looked at me and gave me and my camera a wink. I took pictures where she was swinging her hips over him as she hung over his crotch area. I then asked him to grab her waist and bring his face towards her. She froze and looked at me and I saw nothing but lust in her eyes and lips. He brought his face to her and mashed it against her bra cups; his nose was in her cleavage.
‘Anis, now, hold you face there and grab her ass with both hands,’ I instructed. I wanted to make these pictures as sexy as possible without crossing some kind of line.
I had her get up for the next shot and had her straddle his lap, this time with her back to him. I positioned my camera from the front, told her to spread her legs and have him hold her waist. The entirety of both of her legs was exposed. I asked her to give me few poses were it looked like she was giving him a lap dance. For brief moments while she moved, lap dance was probably what he was getting. She had her hands over her head roughing up her hair for a pose, and then she leaned forward gave us a cleavage shot and in that one Anis’s face was in the shot, I asked him to close his eyes so that it would indicate pleasure.
She then for the next shot, without any instruction sat on his lap with her sides to him, her legs stretched out on the sofa, arms around his neck, hanging on to him. The sides of her ass was showing this time, as his right hand grabbed her waist and his left hand held on to the top of her thighs. I took what became the last shot.
She then got up and announced it was end of the photo shoot and she needed to recompose herself. ‘Any longer I was on your lap, that thing would have poked a hole in your jeans,’ she said pointing at his crotch area and laughed. Anis immediately gasped and covered his crotch area with hands. ‘Don’t bother, it was jabbing me at my ass,’ she quipped. ‘And you look like was enjoying it as well,’ she said pointing at my erection, that created a half mast in my trousers. I laughed at it. ‘Ali,’ she then said, looking behind at Anis, ‘I will give Anis one your shorts for the night, or else he might make a mess in his jeans if he keeps putting up a tent all night,’ and laughed again. Maybe she was horny from the photo shoot and the alcohol, but I never heard her speak like this. Anis simply covered his face in embarrassment and yelped out ‘sorry.’ She then without wasting a moment went into our room and after a while came back out with a pair of my cotton shorts and handed it to him. Recently embarrassed out of wits he sheepishly looked at her, held the cotton shorts in front of his crotch and walked off to the guest room to change.
‘Honey,’ I told her when we became the only two in the living room, ‘you are really teasing him too much, have some mercy on him.’ I was simultaneously putting away my camera gear.
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