Total pages in book: 32
Estimated words: 29913 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 150(@200wpm)___ 120(@250wpm)___ 100(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 29913 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 150(@200wpm)___ 120(@250wpm)___ 100(@300wpm)
My words were true too. My mom is clearly in the final stretch of her life, and her features crumpled a bit. Sally gave in, and I was allowed to accompany her as a plus one on this tropical idyll. It’s been wonderful too because my mom has been sleeping a lot, which is a good thing. In general, her pain keeps her up constantly, and she’s only able to toss and turn most nights. But here in Hawaii, she’s actually been able to truly fall into REM sleep, and I think it’s been restorative to her aching bones.
But yes, now Mr. Purdy is going to help me take these pictures, and my heart’s aflutter as I stare directly into the camera with a coy look.
Does he think the sexy stare is for him? the voice in my head muses. Because it kind of is.
But that’s the great thing about these photos. I get to act naughty and sassy, and yet Rick can’t say that I’m coming on to him per se. Instead, it’s the job, supposedly. Or at least, that’s what I tell myself.
“You look gorgeous,” he says in a deep, throaty tone as I assume another position. This time, I’m looking straight at the camera with a sly smile while cupping my big breasts. My bikini is still in place, so my sweet spots are covered, but let’s be honest. My swimsuit isn’t much more than three tiny triangles barely held together with string, and teasingly, I slide one shoulder of my bikini top off, letting the strap hang tantalizingly down one shoulder.
“Fuck,” Rick grunts, his finger still snapping away at the camera.
“I’m sorry, what did you say?” I ask in a sweet mewl. “I didn’t hear you.”
“Nothing,” he rasps, still snapping like a fiend. “You’re gorgeous, sweetheart. Better than any pin-up. Damn.”
I giggle again, this time leaning forward a little so that the triangle covering my left breast literally drops off, revealing the huge, ivory orb. My nipple is pink and peaked, and I feign surprise, my eyes going wide.
“Oh my god!” I mewl. “How did that happen?” But without missing a beat, I wink at the camera. “Be sure to get my expression of shock, Daddy,” I coo to Rick. “Make sure the viewer sees my surprise that my swimsuit just came off, in addition to catching the good parts.”
After all, I want my subscribers to see my Double D’s. I want them to see how large and ripe my tits are, and how they’d be perfect for sucking and licking. I want them to lust after me while fantasizing about running their thick dicks into my wet cunt. Then, I want them to click their mouses, tipping me through the screen while rubbing one out with their other hand.
Meanwhile, my effect on Rick is becoming obvious because his cock is thick, hard, and utterly visible. What was only a pink glans peeking out from beneath his swim shorts has thickened and extended, and now, the anaconda reaches a full three inches beyond the hem of his trunks, the deep purple helmet coated with wetness.
“Goddamn,” he moans throatily as I cup my exposed breast with both hands, my mouth in a perfect “O” of surprise. “These photos are going to make you millions, sweetheart.”
I giggle.
“But we haven’t even gotten to the good part, Daddy. You know that my viewers love tits, but I’m more than a pair of great tits. My biggest fans love pussy, and I know just how to deliver.”
With that, I drop my big breast, leaving it uncovered. It bobbles in the morning sun, the pink and orange rays causing my skin to glow from within. Then, I lean back again, supporting my weight with two hands while still balancing on my knees. My pussy is front and center, albeit still covered by my thong, although of course, you can clearly see the outline of my nether lips.
“Does this turn you on?” I mewl coyly, smiling at Rick through the camera. “Do you like this, Daddy?”
“You know I do,” he growls harshly, clicking furiously as I pose. His dick literally jerks a bit then, spurting against his thigh, but he ignores the wetness. Rick merely groans, intent on capturing my sassy form.
I giggle again.
“Daddy, you’re enjoying this, aren’t you?”
Rick doesn’t even pause, continuing to click away as pre-come smears wetly against his knee.
“You know I am, sweetheart. Goddamn, this is the best part of my vacation. The best part of my entire year, even.”
“Your entire year?” I giggle. “Surely, you’re exaggerating, Daddy! But you know what I think would get me the big bucks?”
The older man chokes a bit as he aims the camera for a better angle.
“I think I know, sweetheart. A photo of that slick pussy, right? That’s what the men want to see.”