

I am very professional and I never get involved with the models I photograph. I have worked with very beautiful women, of different ethnicities and cultures, with delicate girls and others not so much. In short, I have worked with all types of models. An African princess once posed for me, her onyx-black skin was exciting, it was pristine, shiny, very desirable, but I stayed behind the line. On another occasion I photographed a robust woman who had the most beautiful eyes I have ever seen. They were bewitching eyes that really made you forget his excess weight; eyes that invited you to get lost in that abundant body and that promised a unique experience. I also remember the insatiable Belgian, that model did everything possible to seduce me, I had a long and hard week. She was every man's dream. I came home to masturbate every night, thinking inevitably of her, imagining the delights she could make in bed. They were intense masturbations dreaming of the pleasures I could experience. But I did not give in, I did not accept any of his vulgar and direct invitations. I have always thought that work and pleasure should not mix. But with this woman I don't know what's wrong with me! Yes, she is attractive, but she is not beautiful, she is older, she is not different, on the contrary, she is very common. However, there is something about her that drives me to desire her like I have never desired another woman before. His messy hair, his frank smile, his voice. The way he moves... Every step, every gesture is like a sexual dance, even her stillness is an erotic dance that invites me to possess her, to surround her waist with my arms. I have extended these sessions as long as I could, but tomorrow will be the last and I can't believe that I won't have it, that it won't be mine. With the excuse of improving her poses I have touched her, the energy that comes out of her body is powerful, the softness of her skin, the smell, everything is an invitation to lose yourself in her. To let yourself be loved by his sweet mouth, which when he speaks emits a soft, tender sound, and a breath of ripe fruits. I have never wanted a pussy before like I want hers, her big open pussy calls to me as if it had a life of its own; Today I experienced a boner when she took off her clothes and left that bulging pussy exposed before me. I had to go to the bathroom and as soon as I took my clothes down I expelled a powerful jet of milk. How I long to fill her pussy with my semen and then watch it drip, drip my juice. Tomorrow is the last day and I don't want it to end without fucking her, without passing my cock through that soft and hairy pussy, that chubby, open and hungry pussy...