MILF Fashion Model Fucks Shy Assistant On Set

Nathan hands Shay Sights the wrong lens again. She sighs, rolls her eyes, then leans in close enough for him to smell her perfume and her sweat. Her tits strain the thin top of her dress as she tells him she’ll take matters into her own hands. One yank and the fabric drops, bare breasts spilling out. Nathan freezes, camera strap digging into his neck. Shay grabs his belt, drops to her knees on the studio floor, and tugs his cock free. She sucks him in one smooth glide, tongue swirling the head, saliva gleaming on every inch. The lens lies forgotten beside her knee. She stands, shimmies out of the rest of her dress, turns him around, and bends over the makeup table. Nathan sinks in with one quick thrust, hands full of her big tits. He pounds, she meets him, the table squeaking with each stroke. Shay looks over her shoulder, smirks, tells him to give it to her. He pulls out at the last second, strokes twice, and shoots across her breasts. Shay scoops a streak with two fingers, slips them between her lips, and grins around the taste. Nathan stands there breathing hard, pants around his ankles, wondering how he just became the star of the shoot.