Amami Jun, a young japanese lady.

"Excuse me, is there someone in here ?"

"I'm coming." I said announcing me as I went to the desk. My new client was a young japanese chick in her twenties, wearing a long blue dress hiding two lovely boobs, her long straight black hair stopping under her shoulders. Finally, she was arboring two brown almond-shaped eyes sparkling with intelligence and a polite smile. I'm getting hard imaginating her lips around my coock...

"Good afternoon." she said, taking me by surprise. "My name is Amami Jun, and I am here for my scheduled photoshoot."

A rich and uptight kid, it should be fun. "Sure Ms Amami, please follow me." Once we were in the studio, I pursued "So, what are we here for today ?"

"My parents are in search of a dignified picture of me to symbolize the Amami family. In order to do so, I've brought with me several accessories, I hope it does not bother you too much."

Oh, I'll give you dignity. "Of course Ms Amami. Let's get to it shall we ?"