No, he has her show everything

Pierre on the other hand had no such intentions. Finally, after her playing coy through a few minutes of posing he finally had enough. “Spread your legs, Jessica! Show me that petite pussy!” he ordered, his voice making it very clear that he wasn’t going to tolerate any more games. He could see her hesitation as she swallowed hard. “Do it!”

She flinched, the sharply spoken two words almost like a cracking whip, making sure she was toeing the line. Her nostrils flared and she looked like a deer in the headlights as she slowly, shyly, let her thighs fall open, allowing him to see what he wanted. Pierre didn’t waste a second. As soon as her legs were spread wide enough for him to see he clicked away, getting numerous shots of Jessica bashfully presenting her perfectly smooth fuckhole.

“Beautiful! Look at how wet you are!” The Frenchman enthusiastically complimented. “Spread them wider!”

Jessica winced with embarrassment, yet when her heart raced as she obeyed, the thrill she received from it was intoxicating. Pushing her thighs apart, she revealed her bald sex completely, showing herself off to the greedy Frenchman. The rush of adrenaline was unlike anything she had ever felt, almost making her feel faint. It only got worse when he had her scoot her butt forward to the edge of the couch and made her spread her legs even wider until he made her almost do the splits, putting her flexibility to a serious test.

Pierre smirked as the **** actress debased herself. She was loving this, a big, goofy grin of neediness and embarrassment on her face as her puffy pussy opened up like a rose, revealing the beautifully rich inner pink of her sex to the camera. The pictures he got now had nothing classy about them as the stunning, wealthy, successful Latina presented herself like a cheap porn hussy, forgetting her shame more and more with every second as she got carried away. To top it all off, he had her use two fingers to pull her soft nether lips apart even more, smiling her million-dollar smile for the camera as she showed off her creamy, glistening fuck tunnel to the camera.

“Gorgeous!” he told her, amused by how her radiant expression gave away how much she basked in the compliment, lapping it up. At this point, the Frenchman was fully rejuvenated, his cock standing stiff as he took complete advantage of the beautiful woman, ready to defile her even more.

“Turn over!” he ordered.

Jessica gave him a quizzical look, but at this point she didn’t hesitate anymore and complied, rolling over so she was kneeling on the couch, facing away from him. Leaning forward, she braced her elbows onto the backrest of the couch. Knowing that he was likely interested in her ass, she pushed her booty out to accentuate the curve of her cheek, meekly making sure not to show him too much.

“No!” Pierre calmly chided, “Turn your butt towards me, Jessica!”

She turned her head to stare back at him. Opening her mouth as if to protest, she stopped herself before she uttered a single sound and instead, she followed his demand. Pointing her ass towards him, she felt her face flush, knowing that he could now see everything. The primal, greedy look on his face was enough to make her shiver with a mixture of shame and arousal.

“Beautiful!” he hissed hoarsely, lifting the camera, “Now arch your back to the maximum!”

As she complied, her firm cheeks splayed beautifully, giving the perverted man a clear view of her puckered, amber-colored asshole and showing herself off in a way she had never even dreamed about before. She could hear the clicking of the camera, knew that with every pose, every second, she gave him more power over her. Her face burned, it was humiliating, yet she felt as alive as she hadn’t in years. He was in charge, which meant all the pressure was off of her.

“Spread your ass-cheeks!”

“What?” Despite all that had led up to it, the order still caught her by surprise.

“Spread your fucking ass-cheeks!” Pierre spelled his demand out for her, his tone not allowing for any further discussion. He watched with immense inner satisfaction how Jessica leaned her upper body onto the backrest of the couch and reached back with shaky hands, each grabbing a beautifully sculpted buttock. It was obvious that there was mental trepidation as her fingers dug into the supple skin, but nonetheless, the famous actress complied and slowly pulled her cheeks apart, putting herself completely on display. For a moment, he thought back to the composed, professional woman he had met two hours ago at the bar, who had hoped to get rid of him after a quick drink. Now he could make out every nook and cranny of her sphincter as she spread her ass so wide that her petite hole was stretched into a lewd oval.

“Look back at me! And give me a fucking smile, salope!”

Turning her head to peer back at him over her shoulder, he could see the angst in her eyes. All of this was far out of her comfort zone, far from anything she could have ever imagined herself doing. Yet, the soft, THC-laced mist that clouded her mind took the anxiety away and, second by second, she got used to the surreal events. Her limits were pushed further and further back and she could hardly tell how she ended up like this, demeaning herself. However, what she knew was that she was immensely excited. So, she gave him her widest, brightest smile as he took her picture.

“Perfect!” Pierre smirked as he took photo after photo, making sure to get some close-ups of Jessica’s wrinkled asshole as well as some full body shots that showed her in all her slutty glory. “Are you doing anal, love?”

An immediate look of concern spread across her features and to Pierre’s amusement, the iris of her asshole puckered up at the mention of anal sex as she subconsciously clenched. “No,” she mumbled, “I’m too tight. It hurts.”

“Then you didn’t do it right,” Pierre dismissed her worries, “You loved my finger up your precious, little booty. You’re going to love getting fucked in the ass, trust me!”