Rooftop photoshoot

I take a step back, admiring Kate's robed body bathed in the shimmering lights reflecting from the pool. The cityscape behind her casts a glamorous glow, making her look ethereal. I snap my fingers, and my camera materializes in my hand with a satisfying click. I raise it to my eye, framing her body through the viewfinder, my heart pounding with anticipation.

"Remove your robe," I instruct, my voice a low growl. Kate complies, her fingers gracefully untying the sash. The robe slips from her shoulders, falling to the floor in a soft pool of fabric. I start clicking, capturing the way her body moves, the curve of her spine as she arches her back, presenting herself to me. The shutter clicks rapidly, each photo a snapshot of perfection.

I start from her feet, admiring her perfectly pedicured toes, the delicate arch of her foot, and the toned curves of her calves. The camera loves her, and I make sure to capture every inch, zooming in on the details that make her unique. Her ass is a work of art, the silky white bikini leaving almost nothing to the imagination. I zoom in, capturing the outline of her clit, the way her mound presses against the thin fabric. The camera clicks softly as I direct her movements.

"Turn around," I command, and she obeys, giving me a full view of her front. I frame her navel, her toned stomach, and the way her bikini top pushes her breasts together, creating a cleavage that's sheer perfection. Her nipples are hard, poking through the satin white material, her areola just visible. I lean in, getting a close-up of her face, her eyes filled with desire and anticipation.

Kate’s perfume, suspended on a diamond chain, flows into Kate’s hand. She holds the vial by the chain, the diamond links glinting in the light as she dangles it between her cleavage, the scent of the perfume filling the air around us. She leans her head back, pursing her lips to kiss the vial, her eyes fluttering closed as she inhales the fragrance. The vial swings gently, the motion causing the diamonds to catch the light, creating a sparkling effect that dances across her skin.

She moves the vial lower, tracing a path down her sternum, the cool glass leaving a trail of goosebumps in its wake. She covers one nipple with the vial, the crystal glass creating a contrast against her soft, warm flesh. She moans softly as the coolness of the glass meets her hard nipple, the sensation sending a shiver even the still image captures. She then moves the vial lower, holding the chain taut so that the vial dangles and taps gently against her clit through the thin fabric of her bikini bottoms, eliciting another moan from her. The sound of her pleasure mixes with the soft clicking of the camera. I lean in, capturing every explicit detail, the camera clicking softly as I direct her movements, ensuring that no moment of this erotic dance is missed.

"Show me your tits, Kate," I say, my voice a low growl. She complies without hesitation, gripping the bikini and pulling the cups away, exposing her beautiful breasts. Her nipples are hard, begging for my touch, my mouth. I lean in, getting a close-up of her knuckles as she pulls the cups away, the movement slow and teasing. She tucks the fabric aside, her breasts spilling free, and poses erotically, pushing her hair up and arching her back.

"More, Kate," I direct, and she instinctively pulls her chin down, pushing one of her breasts closer to her own lips. She dips her tongue, licking her own nipple, the sight sending a jolt of desire straight to my cock. She wets her mouth, drooling some spit onto her nipple, making it shine in the light of the pool and my camera. I move back down to her bikini bottom, my cock throbbing with anticipation.

"Bend over," I tell her, my voice firm. She does, her body compliant and eager. She begins to rub herself from under her bent frame, stretching the fabric, giving me a clear view of her pussy, the tight pink lips, and her clit. Then, she takes a finger and pulls the bikini bottoms aside, exposing her pussy to my eyes and the camera. Without being told, she takes her fingers and spreads her pussy, giving me a full view of her most intimate place. Her cunt and welcoming, begging to be filled by me. I see her desire drip down her thigh.

"Please stick your cock in me, Joe. I need it back inside me," she begs, her voice a **** plea. She rubs her clit, and slips her middle finger, curving the tip of it, into her cunt. “Please, Joe. Please.” She continues. But I have other plans. "No," I say, a smug smile playing on my lips. She looks back, her middle finger moving in and out, trying and failing to imitate the way my cock touches everything inside her. I let go of the camera, and it floats, filming unmanned as I disrobe. My massive cock is hard and ready, standing at attention as I step back and sit on a lounge chair.

"I fucked you last time. Now you’re gonna fuck me," I say, my voice a command. She rises, her tits exposed over the fabric of her bikini top, her pussy accessible from pulling the bottoms aside. "Ride me, Kate. Let’s see if you’re as slutty for my cock as I know you are," I say, a challenge in my voice.