Love in the Studio part 2

It began as pictures. One girl clicked the shutter while the other two posed. Ioana looked polished, Amirah looked wicked, and the tension between them built with every shot. Fingers brushed bare skin. Eyes locked. The air thickened. Clothes slipped away piece by piece. Soon Ioana's mouth closed around Amirah's nipple. Amirah's hand slipped between Ioana's thighs, finding her wet and ready. Both of them forgot the camera was even there.