“You gonna take the shot?”
“Oh, uh, yea.” Scott swallowed the heavy lump in his throat and raised the viewfinder of his digital SLR to his eyes. The image of Karen down on her knees in front of him filled the lens. He knew he could just use the screen but using the viewfinder accomplished two things: it made him feel more like a professional and it hid the slack-jawed, lustful expression on his face.
The provocative position was enough to get his blood pumping, but the addition of her head tilted up, her mouth open, and her tongue sticking out had his dick swelling in his pants. She raised her eyebrows, giving her sexualized expression a touch of innocence.
*CLICK*
With a mechanical snap of the shudder, he immortalized the moment. A smile took over Karen’s face and she jumped up and slid next to him.
“How’s it look?”
Scott lowered the camera down to his chest, giving both of them a clear view of the image. It was an unreal experience. Next to him stood his usual tomboyish friend. Someone much sooner found lounging on the couch playing video games than wearing a dress and sipping mimosas. On the screen that same friend knelt with her mouth open and tongue out like a pornstar waiting for her money shot. The contrast made his dick leak.