As Daniel panned the camera over me, I pulled the dress down from each shoulder, revealing the white bra and panties. The camera came up to my face, and I gave a naughty smile, a silent promise. "e;Nice. Nice. Sandy, you are gorgeous. Can you turn around for me, honey?"e; I did as he asked. A heat was rising between my legs, a need growing. I pictured the thousands of men who would see this video, and it made me wet. I swayed slowly, knowing Daniel would love it. "e;Nice. You look fantastic. Can I touch your skin?"e; He was beside me now, the camera in my face. I smiled and nodded. I wasn't scared, just tingling with a nervous excitement for what I knew was coming. He touched my face lightly, and I moaned, half from his touch, half from the large bulge in his pants. His fingers left my face, trailing down my arms. I put my hands against the wall, sticking my ass out, giving him what he wanted. He squeezed my tight cheeks, a wave of satisfaction washing over me. All that working out wasn't for Daniel, but it was paying off. He squeezed my cheeks, his fingers tracing the thin line of my G-string. I moaned as his finger brushed my asshole. My impatience was a raging fire, and I writhed as he trailed lower, finally finding my wet pussy. "e;So you want to be a model? Would you do nude modeling?"e; His finger retreated, and he turned me around. I was flushed, desperate, a dirty slut on camera. "e;I would consider it. Do you think I could?"e;

As Daniel panned the camera over me, I pulled the dress down from each shoulder, revealing the white bra and panties. The camera came up to my face, and I gave a naughty smile, a silent promise. "e;Nice. Nice. Sandy, you are gorgeous. Can you turn around for me, honey?"e; I did as he asked. A heat was rising between my legs, a need growing. I pictured the thousands of men who would see this video, and it made me wet. I swayed slowly, knowing Daniel would love it. "e;Nice. You look fantastic. Can I touch your skin?"e; He was beside me now, the camera in my face. I smiled and nodded. I wasn't scared, just tingling with a nervous excitement for what I knew was coming. He touched my face lightly, and I moaned, half from his touch, half from the large bulge in his pants. His fingers left my face, trailing down my arms. I put my hands against the wall, sticking my ass out, giving him what he wanted. He squeezed my tight cheeks, a wave of satisfaction washing over me. All that working out wasn't for Daniel, but it was paying off. He squeezed my cheeks, his fingers tracing the thin line of my G-string. I moaned as his finger brushed my asshole. My impatience was a raging fire, and I writhed as he trailed lower, finally finding my wet pussy. "e;So you want to be a model? Would you do nude modeling?"e; His finger retreated, and he turned me around. I was flushed, desperate, a dirty slut on camera. "e;I would consider it. Do you think I could?"e;

As Daniel panned the camera over me, I pulled the dress down from each shoulder, revealing the white bra and panties. The camera came up to my face, and I gave a naughty smile, a silent promise. "e;Nice. Nice. Sandy, you are gorgeous. Can you turn around for me, honey?"e; I did as he asked. A heat was rising between my legs, a need growing. I pictured the thousands of men who would see this video, and it made me wet. I swayed slowly, knowing Daniel would love it. "e;Nice. You look fantastic. Can I touch your skin?"e; He was beside me now, the camera in my face. I smiled and nodded. I wasn't scared, just tingling with a nervous excitement for what I knew was coming. He touched my face lightly, and I moaned, half from his touch, half from the large bulge in his pants. His fingers left my face, trailing down my arms. I put my hands against the wall, sticking my ass out, giving him what he wanted. He squeezed my tight cheeks, a wave of satisfaction washing over me. All that working out wasn't for Daniel, but it was paying off. He squeezed my cheeks, his fingers tracing the thin line of my G-string. I moaned as his finger brushed my asshole. My impatience was a raging fire, and I writhed as he trailed lower, finally finding my wet pussy. "e;So you want to be a model? Would you do nude modeling?"e; His finger retreated, and he turned me around. I was flushed, desperate, a dirty slut on camera. "e;I would consider it. Do you think I could?"e;