50: The Trap of Ying Er's Private Show (2)

"Bang!"

The girl took a notebook and hit me hard on the head.

"Alright, you bastard, you even dared to take advantage of me? Bang! And in front of so many people? Bang! You're so bold! Bang!"

Ying'er took the book that should have belonged to me and hit me on the head again and again. It hurt so much that I begged for mercy.

"Hmph! If I didn't need you to take pretty pictures of me, I would have blown your head off!"

"Yes, yes, I was wrong. Just let me live and finish taking photos for Miss Lin Ying'er!" I finally stopped being beaten and promised again and again: "Don't worry, I will definitely use my best standards to take beautiful and comfortable photos of Miss Lin..."

"If the filming isn't good, I'll kill you again!"

"Yes, yes, you will definitely be satisfied!"

I finally calmed Ying Er down, but I felt like my head was full of confusion. My Zirou was still gentle.

"Ying'er, can I ask you a question?"

I tilted my head slyly and looked at Ying'er and asked.

"Ask."

"Then you have to promise me first that you won't get angry and you won't hit me."

"Why are you so long-winded? I promise, just ask."

"Then... Ying'er, were you feeling quite comfortable just now... were you wet down there..."

"You're looking for death!"

Ying'er was so angry that her face turned red and her mouth puffed up. She waved the book in her hand and hit me on the head again accurately.

"You said you wouldn't hit me...ah...I was wrong...Miss Lin, please spare me..."

A pair of young men and women started chasing and fighting each other in an intimate manner in the eyes of others, but only I knew the pain in it, it was real pain!

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In order to take perfect private photos of Ying Er, I spent a huge amount of money to rent a special studio and took out all my pocket money for this purpose... I was also shameless enough to ask Yitong to take some of the work, on the condition that I would send her a copy of the photos.

I spent such a huge amount of money, not only to give Ying Er a perfect record of memories, but naturally I also had some other expectations.

Because I learned a trick on the Internet: every time I take a private photo of a naive young beauty, I have to abstain from sex for a while to recharge my batteries. When the private photo shoot begins, I spend the first half hour taking serious photos, showing the young beauty my excellent photos to let her down, and then I slowly encourage her to change into more revealing clothes.

As I instructed the women on the poses, my physical contact became increasingly frequent. Private photoshoots, involving a man and a woman in a room, barely clothed, create an indescribable atmosphere of ambiguity. As I slowly cranked up the air conditioning, released the fragrance, whispered in their ears, and engaged them in physical contact... the women across from me gradually lost themselves in the atmosphere, letting me control them. They let me caress their long legs, gently position them, let my large hands brush over their breasts, clad in or without underwear, and struck alluring poses for the camera.

As for those girls who didn't know how to resist or gave up resisting completely, when I shot the last few seductive poses where the girls sat with their legs open or with their legs tilted back, I would directly kiss the innocent girls with my mouth, and then start roaming on the girls' delicate skin with my hands. Sometimes I even let the girls wear the props costumes used in the shooting, which made me even more lustful, as if I was entangled with girls of different professional roles.

After a whole day of taking photos in an atmosphere and with postures, many girls were already wet down there. With my skilled techniques and teasing, they couldn't help but moan, their bodies going limp, letting me touch, grab, lick and finger them at will. Finally, I, who had been abstinent for a long time, took out my hard cock, causing these virgin girls to gasp, moan and actively respond to me.

And I can also fuck these virgin girls in every corner of the room, in all kinds of postures, and in all kinds of clothing, making them reach orgasm again and again, sweating profusely. Every time I ejaculate until my cock is aching, I will then hug these girls tightly in bed and fall asleep, as they have just lost their virginity and have been fucked so hard that their bodies are red and swollen and they can't walk.

Although I had such thoughts, every time before going to bed I thought that it would not be long before I could try out the plot I knew before with that flawless and beautiful girl who was as white as an elf, letting me penetrate and thrust into her in various positions in every corner of the room, letting this pure girl lick my cock, letting the girl's delicate breasts give me titjobs, and even letting such a beautiful girl become my girlfriend, training and playing with her day and night, I felt the blood rushing to my head, my cock became as hard as iron, and I had to take a cold shower to calm down and fall asleep.