You do what you do best

Erection in hand, you start to rub the head of your cock. Your cheeks flush in embarrassment like they do every time you perform for a crowd. Even after a month of doing it, you always got a bit sheepish. Not that it stopped you, in fact you liked doing it. But the relative taboo of being the only naked person pleasuring themselves in the middle of a room full of well-dressed socialites never got old. The shame turned you on if anything. The camera focused on your cock before panning up to your face. Breathing heavier now, you glanced at it before looking back down. A soft moan escaped your lips. It was more of a whimper actually. On your knees and leaning back, the head of your cock pointed right up at you.

Kayla smirked as you pumped your cock up and down. Her nakedness from the waist down aroused you further and you imagined fucking her smooth pussy as a reward for whoring yourself out to the camera. The sunlight coming in from the window warmed you and everything felt comfortable at the same time that it felt shameful and perverted.

The tension built as you were getting close to orgasm. You looked at Kayla with pleading eyes and after an excruciating further half minute of riding the edge and some genuine moans, she gave a quick nod. Your mind went blank for several seconds as your own cum painted your hairless chest. some even reached your chin, and dripped as you looked into the camera with a grin. she kept recording, and you realized there was more still to do. using your fingers, you scooped up every drop of cum and brought it to your lips, devouring it all. Finally satisfied, she turned off the camera.

"Nice job dude, that was hot stuff!" she said

"Thank you, I've had a bit of practice."

She put the camera back into her bag and moved the SD card into a case, saying "I can tell. You're a natural."

"So, what now?"

"Now I get my payment, which includes some alone time with you."