Carlie spent the night at the house, so we could start shooting first thing in the morning.
Her alarm went off and she climbed out of bed wearing a tiny, tight pair of white cotton panties and a matching t-shirt.
It was just before sunrise. A heavy cloud of fog hung in the air. Carlie went outside to take a look, and I followed. The camera registered barely enough light for an open aperture at ISO 800, but the mist-filled air was intriguing, and somehow sexy - so we just had to shoot.
"We might as well get started," Carlie said in her soft morning voice. "Besides, I'm the horniest right when I wake up."
I told her to imagine she was still in bed, all alone. She reclined on the cabana and closed her eyes. Her panties came off quickly and she started to play with her pussy. I could see a drop off wetness as I set the camera closer.
Carlie made circular motions with her hand, faster and faster. Her mouth opened in the shape of an 'O' and she tipped her head back. Her body contorted as waves of pleasure came over her...