The Cover Girl - Sex Stories

The Cover Girl

... somewhat stretched, it quickly resumed to the dark red, open gape with a thin stream of cum running out. The photographer quickly snapped a photo of her open hole and handed her a towel to dry off along with $6,000. "Well Ms. Anna, I think we'll let you get back to your fashion modelling now, with an elegant girl like you, I assume this is a one time only thing?" Anna's face turned red. "I think so, I can't believe I did this but I'm so glad I did. Not just for the money but it was such a crazy escape from my everyday life and image and everything." "If you don't mind me asking, what inspired to to go along with all this, honestly, girls of your type usually don't do porn, to be frank." "I don't know, something just came over me. Honestly, I think every girl at some point should just throw her inhibitions to the wind like this and just fully embrace her naughty side with heedless abandon, if not just once." Anna wiped her butt and her face off and got back into her clothes. As she walked down the sidewalks of New York that evening she thought about her words, how every woman should fully embrace her wild side just once and if that if her fashion career were to judge her for doing so, she would find no loss in finding another crowd to hang out with. Anna doubted she would ever do what she did again but she was glad she did it.