Take pictures while she masturbates.

You pick up your phone and take a picture of her full naked form, head to toe. "Could you turn around?" She obliges, and you take another full length picture of her from behind, capturing her tight, round ass. "Bend over?" As she does, her pussy comes into view, her labia pressed between her legs. Part of you wants to just shove your dick into it right there and then, but you restrain yourself. Getting up from the chair to get a better angle, you take a close up shot of her ass and pussy together.

You pause for a moment to review the pictures you've taken, and decide they need more action. "Why don't you sit on the couch and masturbate?"

"Oh," she replies, "alright, I guess...." For the first time, you hear hesitation in her voice. Did you cross a line? How could that be, when she had already accepted the idea of having sex with you?

"Is that... alright?" you ask carefully.

"Oh, yeah, of course." You breathe a sigh of relief. "It's just... I'm not very good at masturbating. I've never actually been able to... you know... make myself cum."

"Oh, sure." This was not the response you were expecting, and it takes you a few seconds to understand why that would bother her. "Ah, and you're worried it will affect your score."

At this point she's already taking a seat on the couch and spreading her legs, but she pauses to respond. "Yeah, I just want to do well, you know."

With a smile, you gaze down at her pussy, splayed before you, the fold of her inner labia, her clit peeking out beneath its hood, and vagina, warm and welcoming. The pressure in your cock is almost painful. "Don't worry," you reassure her. "This is going really well. I'm confident you'll be happy with your score."

She smiles gratefully at your encouragement and moves her hand to her pussy, placing the tip of her middle finger on her clit. As she does, you take a picture of her spread eagle on the couch before moving in and taking a close up picture of her pussy. She starts to move her finger in small circles around her clit, and you switch to video and start recording.

She starts with slow, small circles, and already you can see her pussy responding with arousal. Her lips flush and open more, and her vagina glistens with her juices. Gradually, she increases the speed and intensity, and her breathing gets heavy. Without warning, she moves her finger down from her clit and slides it inside, gently fingering herself. She continues this for a couple minutes, then returns her finger to her clit, rubbing it hard and fast, breathing in constricted grunts, until finally she takes her hand away and slumps onto the couch, sighing in frustration.

"See? I just can't get there," she explains with exasperation.

You stop recording and stand up. "Don't worry about it. That was a great show!" You put the phone back in your pocket.

"Thanks," she replies, though her face says she's not sure she believes it. She shifts herself up on the couch, but leaves her legs wide open. "So you've got some pictures. You said you need to get hands on next, right?"