Ronnie stood quickly in a panic. He didn’t want the boss to take another picture of him. Who knows how he might end up.
She picked up a survey stick laying in the mud and swung it at the camera, hoping to knock it from his hand. As the stick thwacked the bosses hand the camera went flying, but not before the flash went off and a photo fluttered from the camera as it tumbled through the air.
Ronnie scurried towards the photo as the boss grabbed his hand in pain and started yelling at her. Ronnie ignored the weird bounce of her fleshy chest as she reached for the photo. But it wasn’t a photo of a woman swinging a survey stake. It was a photo of a chesty Indian woman spread eagle in the mud holding a twelve inch dildo.
Reality shifted. Ronnie felt the cold ground against her naked bum. Her nipples were on fire. Her crotch felt hot and loose and wet. She moaned. Her mind not her own but overtaken with the desperate need to orgasm.
She dropped the dildo and pinched her nipples, cupped her tits. Pleasure ran through her body. One hand continued to massage as the other darted southward. She traced the countries of her labia, feeling fascinating and exciting tingling throughout her body. She brushed her clit and saw stars. So sensistive. She needed to be filled.
She started rubbing her clit and pussy, slipping one finger into her vagina, then two. The pleasure was overwhelming. It wasn’t enough. Her hand felt around until she found the dildo. She inserted it, felt it stretch her as if her body were elslastic. Fill her. There was a bit of pain, but good pain. The pain of being filled. She insterted it further with one hand, fingering her clit with her other.
Never in her life had she felt anything like this. Enjoyment and excitement courses through her body as waves flittered through her vision. She came, hard, for what felt like forever. Then it passed.
She sat naked in the mud, her knees trembling from the after effects, breathing deeply, the dildo still deep in her snatch. And she looked up and saw the boss, his mouth wide and eyes like saucers, just staring, seeming to have forgotten the paining his hand.
Ronnie blushes, she felt her face burn. She pulled the dildo from her pussy, her vagina clinching it as it exited. Her gaze fell on the camera, a few yards away in the mud. As if on cue both her and the boss darted for the magical device.