Paparazzi In The House

Tammy showed up for her massage, tucked her phone beneath the mattress before she stripped, then stretched out naked on the table. Alison’s hands roamed across her back until she rolled Tammy onto her front. She asked for her breasts to be worked and for Alison to take everything off. Alison stepped out of her clothes, palms still gliding over Tammy’s full tits. Her tongue trailed lower until it found her wet center, fingers circling the swollen clit in tight, wet strokes. When Tammy felt close she slipped her hand beneath the bed, pulled out the phone, and started shooting. Alison pushed one finger inside the slick heat, crooked it once, and Tammy came hard around her. They kissed, open-mouthed, and Tammy left flushed, sore in the best way, with photographs that would prove exactly what happened.