Tabitha Briton: Lewd layout

"But I don't know if pictures really convey what we can do with you."

"What?"

"You know," said Roger. "I mean, seeing you live would really help. I got some inkling the other day, but it's not what I need to know. Understand?"

Alisa nodded, smiling.

"I'd like to see you naked, in other words. I'd like to see what you'll look like while you're taking these pictures."

Alisa grinned, standing up. She began to unbutton her dress. She pulled it open, exposing her breasts through her lacy bra.

"Mmmm. Not a bad start," said Roger, winking at me.

Alisa slid out of her dress, letting it fall rumpled on the floor. She lifted her arms so we could see her. Roger nodded approvingly. "Go on," he said.

Alisa now wore only her underwear. She had on white fishnet stockings and a white garter belt. Her tight white panties just barely hid her ass and her pussy; her bra was sexy and skimpy. She unfastened the bra and shrugged it off. Roger eyed her tits.

"Good," he said. "Keep going."

Alisa turned around so we could see her ass as she stripped for us. Her ass stretched through her silky underpants. She peeled those off, then kicked them off over her ankles. Now she was almost naked.

"I like that garter belt," said Roger. "Keep it on."

He came up behind her, patting her naked ass. "Bend forward," he said, easing her toward the desk.

Alisa bent over the desk, supporting herself with one hand. She stuck her ass out, displaying it for Roger.

"Spread your legs a little," he said. "I want to see your cunt."

I watched as Alisa spread her legs. Her cunt was now plainly visible, pink and throbbing. Roger put his hand up against it and began to stroke it lightly.

"Nice and wet," he said. "You must be turned on."

"Oh, I am," she smiled.

"You like showing off your body?"

"Very much," she sighed.

"That's good. You have to be like that to make it in this business. If you don't get turned on, if you're not an exhibitionist, then it's no good. I guess you're horny, too, then?"

"Certainly!"

"And not only do you like showing stuff… you like using it?"

"Definitely – uh-uh."

Roger slid his finger into Alisa's tight cunt. I watched her face as it sank in; she bit her lip to keep from moaning in pleasure. I nodded at Roger; he began to unbutton his shirt.

"What do you think, Steve?" He winked again, taking his shirt off and undoing his pants. "I think she's a natural. But of course, we'll have to find out. Why don't you come here and tell me what you think of her cunt. How it'll photograph."

I went up behind Alisa's gorgeous ass and slid my fingers in, two at a time. I began to finger-fuck her slowly, rhythmically, as Roger took off all his clothes. I moved back, putting my fingers to Alisa's mouth. She licked off her own cunt-juices.

"I don't know," I said. "I think we'll both have to find out."

Roger got behind Alisa and entered her slowly, holding her waist as she moaned in ecstasy. She felt his cock going in – he wasn't as big as me, I guessed, but she still loved it. She bent low over the desk, thrusting out her arms and scattering his papers. He didn't seem to mind.

"Oh yeah," sighed Roger as he began to fuck her. "I think she'll be just right."

"Yes… yes…" panted Alisa as Roger put his cock into her again and again. She looked over at me and smiled, licking her lips.

I sat behind the desk and lifted her face, kissing her as Roger fucked her from behind. Alisa took my hand and held it tightly as his cock plunged into her snatch.

"What do you think of your new job?" I asked as she began to whimper in ecstasy, nearing an orgasm as Roger got ready to come inside her.

"It – it's – uh – uh – wonderful – I love it! Yes! Uh! Deeper!"

I began to unbutton my shirt, slipping it off over my shoulders. Alisa put her hands out, grabbing the buttons of my pants. She tore my pants open and groped for my cock, sliding the long, hard shaft out of my underwear, pulling it toward her mouth. She began to lick and suck at it, running her tongue hungrily over the length of my prick, drinking it into her mouth as I rocked my hips forward against the desk. Roger fucked Alisa harder, pounding his cock in and out of her much-fucked snatch. She began to moan louder, practically screaming as she neared her climax. She rubbed her bare tits against the desk, her hard nipples sliding rhythmically as the two cocks pounded into her.