She touch herself

She slowly started rubbing her breast. Then her other hand went to her crotch has she rubbed her pussy through her small thong. My hand went down and I slowly stroked my cock. Her finger moved her thong aside and soon disappeared inside her pussy. I was really getting into it, stroking faster and faster and then she just stopped, taking her finger out and washing it with her mouth. “Ok, I think you’re ready.”
My cock was now very hard. Of course I didn’t want to stop but I did anyway. She started to tell me how to pose, with hands on hips, behind my back or my head, bending and sitting. She took pictures from all angles. Full front pictures, side pictures, back picture. She even took picture from the floor. She got close up from my face, chest, ass and of course cock. I don’t think one inch of my body was not photograph and I enjoyed every minute of it. Sometimes I had to stoke it a bit and she would play with herself while I did that. I also relished the sight of her breast and, since she didn’t replace her thong, I often got peeks at her pussy.
Then she surprised me by saying: “Ok we’re done.” What!! She was just ending it like that. “I can’t take anymore more pictures without preparation. Would you mind coming back Friday night? I really enjoy taking pictures of you. I may even have a surprise for you.”
A surprise might be good. I wanted so much to touch her but I couldn’t. Guess I will have to come back. “Ok, I’ll be here Friday night.”
“Great. I’ll see you then.”
And with that I was told to leave. I started up the stairs and realize that I still had a hard cock and no clothes to wear.