Blonde Zazie's Photography

Zazie doesn't wait for permission. She lines Toby up behind the lens and tells him to lose the shirt. He strips down and watches her eyes change. Her soft, perky breasts push at the thin top as she steps closer. She drops the camera, drops to her knees, and takes him in her mouth without another word. Toby's fingers thread through her blonde hair while she works him slow and wet, tongue sliding along the underside before she sinks deeper. She stands only when she is slick and ready, pushes her skirt aside, and climbs on. She rides him with an easy rhythm, hips rolling, breath quick against his throat. When he tenses she slides off, drops back down, and takes every drop between her lips, swallowing him clean.