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John was uncertain if he wished to press the right arrow key on his keyboard to show the next picture, or just keep enjoying this one. The very first one he had opened portrait Paw fully nude. But not casually nude, like in the garden, sunbathing or something like that. She was on the bed in what John assumed to be her room. Her knees on the still neatly folded blanket, spread as wide afar as she probably could get them. Her hands grabbed her asscheeks, spreading them open.

After a few seconds, John also noticed how she had moved her head just enough so that her face was in the frame over her arm. She had her eyes closed and her tongue sticking out of her widely opened mouth.

Even for him, someone who frequented porn sites AND had sex with this very girl, this view was somehow more private, more indecent and just... more. This may be a bad measurement, but John instantly took out his manhood and started stroking to it.

A little later he finally went onto the next picture, hoping it would not disappoint. It did and didn't at the same time.

While yes, it was an incredibly hot picture, it also was pretty much the same as the first. A quick check on the data revealed that it was taken half a second later only. He went on to discover over 40 pictures of her in this pose, only moving slightly in them, taken in less than a minute.

Why didn't she just take a video then? That would do the same and... no, bad thoughts, focus! To make better use of them later, he prepared some subfolders, moving all pictures of 'the same pose' in one. It disturbed his fapping quite a bit to reselect them every time, so he made one folder, called 'selected', in which he put one of each set. While sorting the picture mess she had, he also noticed quite a few not nudes. He left those in a seperated folder to look into later.

With his hand back between his legs he prepared himself for the rest. The second picture was showing her pussy close up. The third demonstrated her in handcuffs, with her hands behind her back and a gag in her mouth, displaying her perky nipples. John wondered how she took those, considering how she was literally tied up in the posing.

As he opened the fourth picture he got that question answered. They all were taken from the exact same point of view, so she obviously used a tripod.

The following ones were different in nature. While the first ones displayed her in increasing amounts of lewdness, those were of the punishing nature.

They showed her with a small whip in her hand, just before the next one showed her pussy in a dark red.

After that he found one with strings on her nipples, holding two weights. Wait, no not weights. Small magnets, being pulled towards the ground by other magnets she had placed there.

The one that got him over the edge was the next one. She was on her bed again, sitting upright, legs spread afar. One hand was **** herself while the other was inside of her. Fully inside, up to the wrist.

As he calmed down, John decided to check the other pictures as well. The ones who were not as naughty. Maybe they were a little bit more informative instead. He opened the folder with them and started to browse.