00:08:09
With time elapsing, Ben was considering knocking on the bathroom door and reporting a televised zombie outbreak to get Penelope out…
Thus, it was fortunate for him that at that moment, she opened the door and stepped out herself. She emerged wearing a new set of clothes: pink fleece pajamas.
Ben swallowed as he glanced at her tits and ass that curved the fabric...with the room's smell of Rosemary adding to the scenery's allure...
Noticing his eyes, Penelope smiled with pride, then moved to her desk and removed something from a drawer. She picked it up and played with it, before stepping towards Ben and holding it in front of him.
It was a digital camera.
"Are you good photographer?" she asked with an expectant expression.
Ben considered his response. "Have you heard of W. Eugene Smith?" He mentioned a random famous photographer he'd read about.
Penelope blinked. "No."
"Then I'm incredible…"
...
Ben put on the proud expression of an artist...
In fact, there was partial truth in his statement. He was a prodigy in digital photography. To be specific, screenshots of a certain theme—group portraits; his character with dead players, his balls with their mouths…
…
He was a famous online legend in certain multiplayer games. When others received word of his arrival, they ran faster than if a dragon came…
It wasn't because they were afraid of dying, but they didn't want to end up on the highlight reel…
With his great fame, he made headlines when he sold his gaming account and it's famous pants--the "Lickity Leggings…"
…
A European whale bought them in the game's largest auction for a historical record high of any of the game's items ever.
38 dollars…
…
In the end, Ben lost that small fortune to a random schoolyard bully who heard he had money, because there was no law on the schoolyard…
Despite that, Ben didn't quit, but instead started over. With new accounts, he continued to create legends, his nicknames and titles only acc.u.mulating:
Seed…
Lord Grimjob…
Teabagger of Terror…
He even made a female character once who players had less of an issue getting sat on by — One Autumn Queef…
…
At least until Ben opened his video chat and showed his face...
Yet, despite all his hard work, today this legend's main account was at risk in the game he put the most hours into—life…
00:07:38
While Ben reflected on his journey, Penelope was considering how to tell him what she wanted… Once decided, she handed him the camera. "I just want you take some photo of me. Okay?" She showed him a teasing smile…
"What kind of photos?" Ben needed to do a lot more than take pictures. He knew his challenge wouldn't clear if he jerked off on a celebrity pic like in that video he accidentally clicked on the p.o.r.n site... 'I was looking for deep fakes, damn it...'
...
Penelope smiled wider. "Photo to make boyfriend jealous. Okay?"
Ben decided to go with it. 'Let's see what she's thinking…' He got up and held the cold metallic camera, checking its basic functions.
When he complied, Penelope nodded her head and sat down on her bed.
He pointed the camera at her, his eyes becoming larger as she undid the buttons on her pajama top…one by one…
He licked his lips as her smooth olive skin presented itself to him...
Soon, her top split down the middle, revealing the deep ravine of her b.r.e.a.s.ts...and her smooth tanned stomach…
Despite the sides of the top still hiding most of her chest, when she revealed a naughty smile to the camera, Ben found the scene very sensual…
He started snapping photos of her as she requested.
As he did so, Penelope tried variations of different poses, leaning this and that way…squeezing her tits together…different s.e.xy facial expressions…
Ben thought all this was high-quality snap-worthy material...
He couldn't stop snapping...
He was snapping fast and hard...
Then, she tried something different. Penelope got off the bed and bent down on all fours...with her butt facing Ben...
She looked over her shoulder and smiled into the camera... Then, she pulled down her pajama pants…
In a few moments, she exposed her tanned asscheeks...in a black thong…
Ben swallowed watching this scene, but he kept taking photos…
Soon, Penelope wanted to try something new again. She flipped over, now facing Ben again, and lied back on the floor against her bed...with her legs spread in front of her…
From there, she pulled off her pajama bottoms…
A few seconds later, her smooth legs were bare for Ben to enjoy…
He gazed at them…starting from her painted yellow toenails…up her tender calves…to her lean thighs…and at the end, her black thong…
Ben could see her cameltoe through the fabric…
He continued to take photos as she giggled and gave seductive gazes to the camera…shifting her legs around in different playful positions…
Seeing her p*ssy so close to him…only separated by a thin piece of fabric…Ben's little brother couldn't help getting hard… It was now very visible through his jeans…
This was fun, yet Ben worried. He needed to escalate somehow because time was running short...but the situation was developing in a good direction so he didn't want to screw it up.
00:05:30
At that moment, when Penelope looked away from the camera, she saw something that made her eyes gleam. "Oh…"
As Ben was wondering why she stopped, Penelope started crawling towards him...at a slow pace…staring at something…
Ben's eyes widened as he saw this s.e.x.u.a.l scene… He followed her gaze and realized what she was looking at—his erection…
Soon, Penelope stopped in front of Ben and sat up on her knees, her feet digging into her firm ass...as she gazed up at him… "I have good idea for photo. Will make boyfriend very jealous…"
Ben nodded. 'Yes, that's the most important thing…'
She pointed at Ben's groin. "Show me p.e.n.i.s…We take photo with…"
Ben needed a few seconds to make sure he heard right… Then, he had to hold himself back from fist-pumping in the air with a Shoryuken!
Restraining himself, he tried to act cool by responding with a casual "If that's what you want…"
Yet, in his mind, his brains were going insane with excitement… 'She said my magic phrase! That's my open sesame!'
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