At a cerain period of time, I got recruited to work in Vegas, at one of the hotels. The idea came from one of my previous customers, Brittany, who was the cousin of a bride I had photographed (and fucked, as well as the brides mother), and fucked many times. In the 20 years since I had been fucking her, she had gone on professionally, but was still the horney sl*t that I had fucked many times in the past.
As part of an idea about guest services, she came up with the idea of "intimate vacation", where couples could hire a professional photographer, who presumably wasn't a crazy rapist, to hang with them for a certain amount of time on a vacation, and capture some of the intimate moments they shared.
Brittany convinced me that it would be fun, would pay well, and I might even get laid occasionally, if the couple decided that they wanted to dabble in having the lady get a bit of cock on the side, or a bit of pussy on the side, which she would provide. She said, in the worst case, you get to hang out with me and fuck me and whoever I'm hanging with. I recalled that she was nearly insatiable, that I had gotten her anal cherry, and made her into a girl who almost preferred anal over pussy sex.
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Here's a picture of Brittany, and one of her cousins, Ashley, who had just moved to Vegas, and who Brittany said was bi, was hornier than her, and had heard ALL about me, and my fucking of Brittany and my her sisterr, and really wanted to meet me and my "super cock". Thus I agreed to working on a variant of my college photographer gig.
