I can video her

Phoebe says, “Go get your phone. You can film and photograph me in the shower, then you can jack off to me whenever you’d like. I’ll show you have to hide the folder from your wife so she’ll never seen them.”

I quickly get my phone. We locked ourselves in the bathroom. I video her seductively stripping. I take pictures of her full nude body—bruises and all. She knows how to pose. She's definitely gifted a boudoir photo album to Joey for his birthday.

She steps into the shower and lets the water streams down her body. It flows off her small pierced nipples. Her tattoo seems to ripple with the movement of the water. She cleans herself inside and out.

She asks, “Would you like a picture of me with your cock in my mouth?”

Of course. I step in the shower with her, keeping my phone away from the water. Her narrow eyes look up at me as my cock stretches her mouth wide. She hums on my cock. I try to guess the song.

She figures herself while she sucks me. Her dark eyes never stop looking up at me. She’s looking for approval.

“You’re a clean little cocksucker now.”

“Mmmhum,” she says with her mouth full of my hard cock. She sucks me deep, putting on a show for my phone. Putting on a show for future Chandler, when I have my hand wrapped around my cock.

She lets my cock out of her mouth. She begs, “Put the phone down and fuck me up against the wall.”

I don’t know. Now I want a video of my cock penetrating her little pussy.