Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

A Black Woman's Fantasy Final

Katrina is the first to break the silence, "Oh Chris," She whispers, "What have you done to me? That was incredible. I feel so... so... mmmmmm." She hugs me tightly, pressing her whole body up against mine. My spent cock is still buried deep in her teenage pussy and my head is still reeling from the culmination of my fantasy. I am in awe that I've actually just eaten and fucked this breathtaking young black woman.

"Do all your photo shoots end like this?" She says, running her hands up and down my back and smiling at me.

"Never." I tell her. Looking into her beautiful brown eyes, I feel my cock stirring already and I start gently rocking on top of her.

"I don't believe you!" She says, "Now I know I have to see the pictures of these other models. If you did to them what you did to me..."

I cut her off, "There are no other models, Katrina. There's just you."

she says, staring

fantasizing about you, I had to have you. This was the only way I

at me and then starts laughing, "You did all of this just so you could fuck me? Why didn't you just ask me

date employees." I say

but you can shoot nude

you're not mad?" Our bodies are still gently rocking together and I feel my cock

should get them laid and they'd rather skip the movie. You did all of this, invented these clients and put

wasn't part of the ruse. I planned all along to give you the check no

your money after all this. Besides there are other ways you can pay me. What time does Mrs.