A photoshoot

Struck by sudden inspiration, I grabbed my phone. “Smile for the camera,” I grinned.

“Really?”

“Still got 8 minutes on the clock, sis.”

“Ugh, fine,” Emily muttered, then broke into a smile that instantly made my cock swell despite having just emptied my balls onto her face.

My phone’s camera flashed. Click. “Now grab your tits.”

She cupped her pert boobs, cocking her head seductively. Click. Getting the idea, she turned her back to me and raised an eyebrow seductively as she looked over her shoulder. Click. Then, lying on the couch, she assumed the 'draw me like one of your French girls' position, and I grinned in appreciation. Click.

By the end of the photoshoot, I had a small collection of around six sexy pictures of her in various poses, still covered in cum.

“What are you gonna do with those?” Emily asked. It was the first time I’d seen her nervous in a long time – except, of course, before a big drama performance.