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| I have a
story for you: I sat in the chair with perfect lighting and my fan, John, stood watching.
As the photo shoot started the camera man began to take pictures out and I began to strip
for John and the camera. I love stripping for my fans! The room filled with the soft hum of the camera's motor as it captured every sultry movement of my body. I slowly unbuttoned my blouse, letting it slip off my shoulders, revealing a lacy bra that barely contained my curves. John's breath hitched, his eyes locked onto me, hungry and intense. I could feel the heat of his gaze, the camera lens a mere extension of his desire. I swayed my hips, unzipping my skirt, allowing it to pool at my feet. I stepped out of it, now clad only in my bra, thong, and heels. I reached behind, unhooking my bra, letting my breasts spill free. I cupped them, offering them to John, to the camera. I could see the bulge in his jeans, his arousal growing with each snap of the camera. "Touch yourself, John," I purred, continued in my members section |
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