Behind the lens, the photographer clicked away at my beauty, waiting momentarily between clicks to enable me change my pose. I was feeling quite sexy in my see-through bikini, but between you and I, I couldn’t wait to remove it. Scanty as it may have been, I felt the bra limited the freedom of my little nipples from shining through. When I finally got it off, my smile, together with the photographer’s widened. I loved the freedom my nipples got and the direct contact with the water. Below the surface of the water, away from the camera’s field of view, my fingers were on a quest to discover the inside of my pussy. I subtly pushed them in and out of myself, when the photographer was not looking and in between shots. It felt amazing, and I couldn’t stop myself from letting out tiny gasps. My photographer thought the gasps were from the cold water on my skin. I let him believe that.
