Things start to heat up with Sam

Danny cut to the chase. "You're obviously a sexual woman, Katie. You're hot as hell, and you know it. You're using this photoshoot to begin to escape from the 'good girl teen' thing you've played for years. I get it."

"Is that cliché?" she asked.

"Women grow up and discover their sexuality -- but seriously, what you're doing here is fucking top of the line shit. You have a look, a desire, a passion, and a freedom -- and that recipe is one of a kind. I've never met a girl like you."

Katie smiled. "Good. So like I said, what did you have in mind?"

Danny smiled back. "Let's keep going with the solo shoot." He glanced at Sam. "For now. And Katie, you can begin to tease the camera. Let us know that you know what you're doing."

Katie nodded. "Got it."

Danny set himself back up by the cameras, and continued snapping pictures. Katie shifted through various poses, but began to finger the buttons at the top of her shirt. She bit her lip lightly, and undid the top button. On the next pose, she began to touch the second button, just above the neckline of the sweater.

Recognizing that the sweater would have to go, she pulled at the bottom of it, and began to draw it over her breasts. While it was halfway up her torso, she took a moment to give her breasts a brief touch and pull, and then removed the sweater. The third button was next, and then the fourth. Her pink lace bra was now visible. She pulled the cloth of the shirt open a bit further to intentionally expose more of the bra.

"Told you this bra wouldn't be a problem."

She undid the last button on the shirt, and pulled the tails of the shirt out of the skirt band. The shirt hung open, and her nipples were pronounced through the mesh of the bra. For the first time, the men noticed that she had a small diamond on a ring through her navel.

Sam's breathing was getting heavier. Something about the belly button piercing just below the pink bra, and all through an open dress shirt ... this was his kryptonite. He took a step toward Katie, catching her attention. She turned to look at him, but otherwise didn't move. Danny kept taking photos, now with Katie's attention off camera.

Sam stood still, but for his right hand pressing against his crotch. His dick was hardening in his pants as he watched this gorgeous woman's strip tease. He pressed his hand against his penis, pulling the material of his jeans around it with his thumb. Katie smirked at him, and tilted her head to the side. She shifted her angle slightly, allowing the shirt to fall a bit further open. She arched her back, pushing his breasts forward. Sam rubbed his cock through his pants, and Katie glanced down to see that he was packing quite a bit. She smiled.

"We done with 'for now,' Danny?" She never took her eyes off Sam. He took another step toward her, and then she took one toward him. They stood face to face, his tall figure slightly bent over hers. She took a breath, and leaned in almost as if to kiss him. He opened his mouth slightly in anticipation, but she didn't follow through. Instead, her hands went up to his belt. She found it without looking, and undid the buckle smoothly. She popped the top button, and unzipped the fly, all without breaking eye contact with Sam. The only sounds in the room were slightly intense breathing, and the occasional click of Danny's cameras.

Katie's hands went back to the top of Sam's pants. He had a thick bush of red pubic hair, which Katie stroked with her fingers, delicately grazing the sensitive skin beneath. Sam's breathing turned to light moaning. He licked his lips. Katie put her hand further into Sam's pants, touching the base of his penis. She allowed her fingers to slid down the shaft, inside his jeans, until she felt the moist head of his cock, a bit of pre-come on the tip. She smiled, and sighed, contentedly.

She gripped his cock inside his pants, but after a moment, decided it was too confined. She pulled his dick out, and began to jerk it. Sam's body tightened at her touch. She jerked harder. Sam's breath got heavier.

Looking for a better angle, Katie tugged at the base of her skirt a bit, and bent down into a squat. Her face was in line with Sam's cock now, which she continued to jerk with her left hand. It was practically at full attention, and Katie's hands alternated between a back-and-forth motion and circling around the outside. Her delicate finger tips toyed with the head, which quivered every time she touched it.

Danny had moved in closer with his handheld camera. He was capturing these moments as clearly as he could. Sam leaned his head back, breathing deeply. Katie's hands worked expertly on his cock as she shifted from a squat to a kneeling position.