Kendra was unhappy, she’d been doing so well as a fashion photographer until the bitchy model had accused her of making a pass at her!
After that, she’d been blacklisted. Unable to get a decent assignment or book any A level talent, she’d fallen back on simple family portraits and commercial head shots for real estate agents and bankers.
Today was the worst, John Sloan was a car salesman and wanted her to do the impossible. He was in his late fifties and wanted to look like a shot he had brought in from 30 years ago.
She sighed and setup a stool for him to sit on and had him cross his hands in front of himself. She looked through the camera and took a photo. *click*
Something caught her eye as she setup for the second shot, a ring on his finger. *click*
She zoomed in on it with the camera. *click*
She lowered herself down to get a head on shot of it. *click*
He moved his hand and she followed along. *click*
The ring was on the ground, she tried to get all the way down but found her dress was hindering the shot. *click*
Kendra was flat on her stomach, focusing the camera. *click*
She tried to get closer, pushing herself up on to her knees. *click*
She felt a finger hook her panties and pull them down. *click*
As his cock entered her she felt something in her mind go *click*
