The photoshoot was getting hotter by the second, as Talia tried to take it slow to allow more time for photos, but with every click of the camera she felt her sexual tension ratchet up a notch, like a roller coaster climbing the tracks before the big drop. Talia kept shedding layers of clothing as the photographer gave her less and less direction on how to pose. They were falling into a natural rhythm, model and photographer moving together to find a new pose – holding still for a moment to snap the photo – then moving to the next pose, like a halting ballroom dance. Without words, Talia caught the photographers eye and held his gaze meaningfully, as she leaked precum. She knew she was getting close to blowing, and she hadn’t even gotten her pants off all the way. The photographer knelt to capture a low angle as Talia leaned back against the stool. She had her arms wrapped around her chest, keeping her hands away from her stiff cock as it twitched and throbbed. She was trying to hold back, but it was too late, she was out of time. Talia’s face scrunched up in concentrated bliss, as she began to erupt thick milky ropes of cum. Forceful jets blasted from her tip, arcing and twisting through the air to splatter down on the floor all around her. The photographer’s jaw dropped at the tremendous volume of Talia’s cumshot. He remembered to take several more pictures before his model finished her eruption. The photographer thought back to his first two futa models. Tori had been impressive, and Cindy was bigger in-person than his wildest imaginings, but Talia was something else entirely. Knowing this was only her first photoshoot, it was clear she had a talent for modeling… and given her demonstration of sexual prowess… perhaps a talent for more than just modeling…