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I knew Alisa was made for me the second I saw her. She had those big, bright blue eyes and that flowy blonde hair I love so much. And her
shoulders just begged to be bare. Her gorgeous tits always seemed to show through whatever she was wearing on top–even if it was mostly me
imagining them. And the few glimpses of her tits or her shapely, gorgeous ass had confirmed what I’d most suspected–Alisa had the greatest body of any little virgin model I’d taken pictures of.
She had done modeling when she was younger, and boy, were the pictures gorgeous! But I knew she was a virgin–it’s that certain look in their eye when they start to take their clothes off for the camera. I hadn’t gotten Alisa nude yet–though I was just dying to! I knew she wanted it, too–she had asked me last time, when I’d done the fashion shots for Little Miss–if I ever did nude work. That’s why she was coming back today.
I thought about what I’d do to Alisa. I’d done it to enough models in the past–and all of them were more than willing! When a model gets her clothes off, if she’s horny enough to begin with, she starts to get really hot and really wet. They’re all exhibitionists, it seems.
Fictional reading for entertainment purposes only.