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He opened the door. He smiled at her, holding the camera, apparently finishing the final touches in the room, where she was going to have a photoset. He wore a gray T-shirt and jeans, barefoot, slightly rumpled hair. The whole view of it as if were inviting to enter into the inside. She took a step, closed the door and found herself in his arms. He kissed her on the lips, very gently, glared at them with pleasure. His hand slid around her waist hugging her closer, step by step. He led her into the room, not leaving the kisses. She felt growing desire in the abdomen, the chest was heaving, nipples already become elastic. She would have to throw clothes standing in the beautiful underwear in front of him, which was even more exciting. Pulling his shirt, she took it off and threw on the sofa, pressing to his naked body. She felt like it was growing tension between the legs.
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– So, I promised you a photo shoot… – he said, but she just laughed.