He goes along with it

You pensively bite your top teeth into the red-glossed lobe of your bottom lip, unintentionally giving yourself that innocent schoolgirl look as you look back up to Richard's face.

He glances at your face, then at the delicate fingers wrapped around the swollen tube below the covering of his sweatpants.

"O-okay.. do it!'' he manages to reply, feeling your fingers tighten their grip around his hardon. "But, pull my pants down! I don't want a mess in them!"

You look him in the eyes and nod subservantly, your pigtails silently waving as you do. You breathe a deep sigh of relief that he isn't forcing you to blow him. You reach up and grasp the elastic waist of his sweatpants.

Richard raises the small digital camera and focuses and presses the button. A flash captures your wanton slut persona reaching for the tented pants.

"Wha..Richard?" you ask, blinking your eyes in response to the sudden blinding light.

"You don't think you're getting off the hook completely, do you?" he asks, managing a smirk as he checks the image recorded inside on the memory card.

Well, that's exactly what you were hoping.. now what will you do?