It starts with a cheerleader on her knees, between your knees

"What do you want me to do now?" spits out Taylor.

Instead of saying anything, you just scoot forward so you're sitting on the edge of the bed and spread your knees apart.

"Oh, I get it! You want your little baby cock in the pictures!" Without further argument she gets on her knees between your legs. Her big breasts sway as she pushes her hair back behind her shoulders.

You already saw them in the internet pictures last night, but they're amazing up close and in person. Her nipples are just the right size for her large breasts, not too big and only slightly darker pink than the rest of her skin. You reach out and grab a handful of breast.

"Uhn!" cries Taylor as her eyes snap shut.

"Something wrong?" you ask as you rub your thumb over her sensitive nipple. You snap a shot of the breast massage, making sure to get Taylor biting her lip in the picture.

"It's fine." She takes a deep breath. "My breasts just usually don't feel so... when a guy... Nevermind! Let's just get on with this!"

She reaches forward and unbuttons your pants. You let go of her breast so you can focus on getting more shots. She pulls down the zipper fiercely, then tugs your pants down. Her eyes go wide when she sees your cock.

"Oh. I guess it's not a baby dick after all." She leans to the side to get a better look at the long shaft. "I mean... you're still a total pervert loser."

"Yeah, I think we're both perverts, considering what you do for spending money."

Taylor laughs. "Please. I'm not a pervert, I just use the perverts to make a little cash." As you get ready to take another picture, Taylor recovers and shifts her position to make sure that her large breasts dominate the picture more than your large cock.

"Well I think you know what the perverts really want to see, Taylor."

The head cheerleader silently mouths your words back at you with a snotty sneer on her face, but she grabs your cock without ****. Once it fills her hand she can't help stopping and smiling at it for a moment, but by the time you take a picture, she's back to sneering at you. That's better for the picture anyway, she looks incredibly hot when she sneers. She rubs your rod slowly as she licks her lips. It's hard to keep your hands steady enough to take pictures.

There's a thin layer of sweat on Taylor's forehead. She's breathing slightly faster as she works your cock more. A little smile pulls at the corners of her mouth after you take every picture. Then she starts to moan a little after the pictures. She stops rubbing your cock and looks down at it thoughtfully, then scoots forward a bit more and slips the staff between her mountainous breasts.

"Fuck, that's hot!" you say. "Taylor, you're going to make a ton of money from all the guys looking at these pictures with their cocks in their hands!"

Taylor's back arches and she shivers roughly. Did she just have an orgasm picturing all those guys jacking off to her? The question flutters out of your head, driven out by the sensation of her moving her breasts up and down, massaging your cock between her soft mounds.

"That feels great, but I've already gotten a tit-job today. I think it's time to move on to part that's really going to get the guys shelling out the pay-pal cash!"