You're going to be her partner in the porn business

"I've actually got good news," you say. "You're about to start making a lot more money on your little porn hobby."

"Oh?" Taylor studies her fingernails, acting like she's too important to listen.

"Yeah. I noticed that all your stuff is solo pics. The real money is in fucking for the camera."

Taylor thinks about this for a second, then realizes what you're really proposing. "No way! I'm not fucking a loser like you!"

You casually laugh.

"Arrr!" she screams through clenched teeth. "Fine! But I'm not cutting you in! I keep all the money."

"Fair enough. Let's get started. Where's your camera?"

The gorgeous cheerleader snarls at you, which makes her perfect lips looks extra plush. 'Bitchy' really does look good on her. She turns to her desk and grabs a small camera, then slaps it into your hand.

You start taking pictures. At first she just stands there, but soon her natural exhibitionism takes over. She stretches an arm against the wall to show the full length of her body, then runs a hand over one of her large tits. You make her breasts more sensitive and she inhales sharply in surprise at the new sensation.

Taylor is a total camera whore. She never stops staring at you angrily, but the more pictures you take the more she shows off her body. You move around the room, getting lots of shots from lots of angles. Soon the tight sweater is ripped off, revealing a lacy white bra. She's more playful with the skirt, lifting it up to give a hint of what's beneath before dropping it to the floor and stepping out of it.

Her body is ridiculous. Not just her breasts, but the curve of her hips and thighs, the tightness of her abs, and her perfect skin all mix with her movie star face to make the ultimate package. She spreads her legs and throws her head back in a haughty pose that tells the whole world that she knows they want her.

"Aw, that's so hot, Taylor. Now take off the bra!"

She stops moving and stares at you with **** in her eyes.

You can't help laughing. "Yeah, I noticed that you didn't take off the bra when you gave me that titjob in the office. It's too late, though. I already saw them on the internet. You might as well stop wasting time and take it off. Anyway, you know you want me to see those big tits!"

Taylor unsnaps her bra quickly, then throws it at your head. You duck and let it fly over as you take pictures of her. Her breasts swing like crazy with the motion of the throw, you got some great action shots!

"All right, let's get to the main event," you say, sitting down on her bed.