Multiple more parts coming The camera clicks and he tells me to pull the straps higher. I slip my thumbs under the black g-string straps, pull upward, and look back at the camera. I pout my lips. Soft hip-hop plays in the background, the beat mixing with my high to create a quiet pulse in my head. Over the cameraman's shoulder there's a large screen where the pictures he's taking show up for a few seconds. It helps me work the camera. I pull the g-string higher, the thin strap rubbing against my bleached asshole making my dick twitch. It's a glamour shoot, nothing too intense but I'm still anxious. I've never done professional work, only selfies on forums and porn sites. I stare longingly over my shoulder at the camera, trying my best orgasm face, copying what I see on Instagram. "That's it whore, now stroke your ass," says the cameraman. I roll my eyes. "I told you not to call me that," I say. He smirks behind the camera, perpetua