What’s the final pose?
A very specific pose
Casandra has two very spicy pics on her hands and one more to go, but for the last one, she wants to indulge herself.
“Okay, for the last pose, I want you to face the camera and cover your chest and crotch, but only barely,” Casandra ordered.
Mouth agape, Jessica raises an eyebrow. “What do you mean barely?” Jessica asked in a confused tone. Jessica wonders why Casandra would want a nude of her covering her bits.
“Like… you try to cover yourself, but you’re also not,” Casandra explained.
“Huh? How do you cover but not cover yourself?” Jessica said, seemingly more confused.
Casandra flusters, blanking on how to accurately describe her pose. Of course, she could always give her a photo of it for reference, but Casandra has a better idea.
“Here, let me just do it,” Casandra said before placing her phone down and walking toward Jessica. She stands toe to toe with Jessica, her breasts barely touching her chin.
Jessica stands firm, trying her best to not stare directly at Casandra’s tits. Her heart beat raises as Casandra continues to stand there.
Suddenly, Casandra grabs Jessica’s arms, causing Jessica to gasp in shock. Casandra moves her arms into position, one is covering one breast and the other arm only barely covering her vagina.
Jessica wants to fight it, but part of her allows Casandra’s arms to guide her own. Just like in the pool only minutes before, Casandra’s grip is firm, but not forceful. She feels oddly safe under Casandra’s control, which Jessica doesn’t understand.
“Vale, Perfecto!” Casandra said in Spanish, which Jessica could probably guess means perfect.
Jessica looks down and sees that she isn’t all that covered besides one breast, but even then it isn’t all that useful in her case. She blushes as she stares at Casandra’s phone, pulling off a forced smile.
*click*
Once the photo was taken, Jessica immediately scrambles to find her boxers. She looks down on the ground, eventually finding them off to the side next to the couch. With a sigh of relief, she snatched her underwear and quickly snaps it on against her waist.
“Geez, hopefully that will be the last time that happens,” Jessica thought to herself. Poor Jessica, does she know what story she is in?
Casandra on the other hand swipes through each new photo, admiring every little detail of Jessica’s nude body, forever immortalized on her phone.
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