Hot total submission photo session

– Olivia wait – she held her hand at this command – I have an idea, maybe we can play good girl again

– All right

– So don't move - Otto took out his phone, and Olivia started to feel really uncomfortable with her current position - now like before, I say, you do, okay?

– Yes, Dave

– Good girl, put your hands together like a puppy asking for attention or a meal

– O-okay – unsure of her skills, she folded her hands as he asked – am I doing it right?

– Great, good girl. Smile and stick your tongue out to your right side - while she was crouching in this position, Otto was looking at her instead of taking pictures until - you know what, Olivia, you could try harder at least - he pretended to be disappointed, although the image of the squatting Latina bimbo with her legs spread, pushing her boobs towards him was wonderful

– What...

– -Hello? The tongue must still be sticking out

– Wfat do fou maen? - so well trained

– You still have to spread your legs even more and push your chest forward and up even more. It's just about making the photo look as good as possible, stop making it harder than it should be, for real

Olivia knew she had to do everything in the name of their reconciliation, so she began to stretch her thigh muscles wider and arch her back forward more.

– And what about now?

– Olivia, I know you can do better, just try harder for me

Olivia was pushing her body to its limits, but she was trying her best. Her legs were almost in a straight angle and her back was in a right angle. She stuck out her chest so much that it was unknown whether her bra would tear off. Otto also wondered how she didn't fall forward, but her big ass must be a great counterweight.

– I-is itf g-gfood nowf? - this position required a lot of strength from her

"It could have been much better, but I forgive you." He had a great view of Olivia's entire inner thighs and how her thighs pressed together with her calves.

– I-I amf g-gflad that y-you are s-so undferstanfding of mf-me

– Compared to you

– I-I knfow, I w-willf ftry m-my bestf to i-improfve - speaking with your tongue hanging out and with an uncomfortable position is really hard

– Good girl, now tilt your head slightly to the right

She did as he ordered, he took some photos of this defiled hot housewife, he already knew what he would do with the photos and how he would make money off this idiot.

– Make it seem like you were howling at the moon like a wolf

She did it obediently and he took another photos.

– Great shot, you're a natural

– What now? - she tried to hurry up because her legs were starting to go numb

– Calm down, why are you in such a hurry? We spend happy time together, don't we?

– You're right

– Of course I am. Now I want you to bite your lower lip in a sensual way and use your hands to make a heart symbol next to your sweet belly button.

Olivia didn't know what that sensual lip biting was about, but she did her best

– H-here Dave

When Otto started taking photos of her, he wondered how lucky he was that the doll didn't put her hands to the skin when making those hearts, but right next to her belly.

– Great, if you just tried harder with your position, it would be perfect, but oh well, your choice

– I'm really sorry, Dave

– Whatever, now I want you to straighten your arms, interlace them, then press your bazongas between them and squeeze them tightly together with your elbows...

– My what? - the doll didn't know what he meant at all

– Don't interrupt me when I'm talking to you, the rules of the game are clear

– Sorry,

– Good girl. And you have to turn your head back to the left, close your eyes and smile with your mouth closed. you're supposed to look blissful

Olivia felt helpless, she didn't know what bazongas were, so she just closed her eyes, turned her head and folded her arms.

– Haven't you forgotten something?

“No, Dave,” she pretended to be stupider than she already was

– What about bazongas? - her folded hands were under her milk tanks

– I don't know what it is - she hoped he would tell her what it was, but Otto decided to make her smile

– There is a pair of them and they are very large and juicy

– Eeeeh... big watermelons?

– In a sense you're right, but you're wrong. Olivia how can you be so silly, does your brain even work?

– I think so

– And I don't. I'll help you, because apparently I have to do everything - he started walking towards her. Olivia slowly opened her eyes because she wanted to see what he wanted to do, but

– A a a a, I didn't let you open your eyes, come back to your position. I just want to help you, don't you trust me?

She closed her eyes

– Such a good girl – he grabbed her cheek and pinched her, it wasn't pleasant

He grabbed their arms, relaxed them, lifted them slightly, and then, like a hydraulic press, squeezed their breasts with her own elbows. taking advantage of the fact that her eyes were closed and she wasn't even looking at him, he stuck the fabric of her bikini because he wanted to take a look at her breasts. The "lotion" of ice cream and shit produced by Otto's crotch was still on them, plus his earlier bites had paid off. Olivia's thick nipples were swollen and slightly sore, and there were still spots left by his rotten teeth, so it would be a mark forever.

–"Good, her oversized udders deserve my autograph, but how does it not hurt her?"

in fact, Olivia's nipples hurt terribly, but the milf simply didn't want to touch or check her nipples around her stepson because he might think she's perverted. He took a photo of both of them, then lowered the orange triangles slightly so that her areoles were now visible in the photos.

– Well, luckily I fixed you

– Thank you for helping me. "So bazongas are breasts"

– Someone had to eventually, but seriously, Olivia, wake up and expand your vocabulary

– I promise

– Good girl

He walked away and took many photos of her, making a stream of saliva on the floor in a puddle

– How much longer, Dave? - her legs couldn't stand it

– So you are so fed up with our integration sessions?

– No no. I just...

– Don't say anything else, it will be the last pose - he was waiting for it - listen, it will be the simplest pose, just make a peace sign and a funny face

Luckily for her, Olivia already knew what the peace sign was, so she quickly held out two fingers, but she didn't know what Dave would think the funny face was, so she made a more confused one.

– Ah – he rolled his eyes – I see you don't know what I mean, as usual. First, keep your elbows wider and your hands closer to your head. As for the funny face, I have an idea, how about sticking out your tongue again and making a squint?

Olivia couldn't think of another expression so she did as she was told.

–"What a hot bitch and that stupid look on your face" - he thought as he took a series of photos - Great, you're free

Olivia's joy was endless.