<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/c/c6/Alan_Ritchson_face.jpg)</div><br/><em>"Well, hello there.  Nice to see you, too."</em><br/><br/>Hugh thought Taylor's face was so pretty, so angelic looking.<br/><br/>Then that naughty grin slowly appeared, and any halo hovering over her thick, brown hair turned into cute little devil horns sitting on her head.<br/><br/><em>"As for warming up ... we'll see."</em><br/><br/>Hugh saw and<em>felt</em>her eyes going all the way down his body to the zipper of his suit pants.  She practically stared it into starting to stiffen, and she licked her lips so very suggestively that the bulge throbbed against the fabric a couple of times.<br/><br/>Then she looked up at him and gave him a wink.<br/><br/>Hugh couldn't wait to get his cock into this girl's holes.<br/><br/>Later, she came out wearing the old school, sexy stewardess outfit instead of the more modern flight attendant uniform.  Hugh smiled in approval, then overheard her conversation with the photographer, Jacque.<br/><br/>Hugh was interested in every aspect of porn production, even the shooting of photo stills.<br/><br/>While Jacque took some photos of Taylor by herself, Hugh tried to think of some other interesting shots.<br/><br/>When the opportunity presented itself, Hugh whispered a suggestion to Jacque, and the photographer had a nice laugh, then approved his idea.  Hugh went up to Taylor.<br/><br/><strong>"Remember that look you gave me back in the trailer?  I'm going to need you to do that look again for me."</strong><br/><br/>He took Taylor's hand and escorted her to the side of the plane, a good distance from the end of the wing.  Hugh was facing forward in the same direction as the plane was facing forward, and Taylor was right in front Hugh, looking at him.<br/><br/><strong>"Okay, let's get you on your knees, Taylor.  How's it look, Jacque?"</strong><br/><br/>Jacque gave a thumbs up and started taking pictures.<br/><br/><strong>"Okay, Taylor, look at my crotch and lick your lips."</strong><br/><br/>Jacque took some photos.<br/><br/><strong>"Now look up at me and lick your lips."</strong><br/><br/>Jacque took more pictures.<br/><br/><strong>"Now look at the camera."</strong><br/><br/>More pics.<br/><br/><strong>"Okay, now make an 'Oh my god it's huge' face while looking up at me.... And again, while you're looking at my fly...  Again, while looking at the camera.<br/><br/>"Now a big, wide-eyed, open-mouthed smile at the camera...  Same thing, looking up again...  And back to my zipper...  Awesome!  Let's see how they came out."</strong><br/><br/>Jacque came over and showed the photos he took.  There was Taylor, on her knees in front of Hugh.  With the pictures taken from their side and the side of the plane in the background, it looked like the front half of the plane was coming out of Hugh's zipper and the cockpit was pointed right at Taylor's mouth with all of the priceless expressions on her face.<br/><br/>Hugh wanted more.  At the front of the airplane, he stood behind Taylor and had her bend at the waist and press her ass against his hips.  It provided a nice shot of her cleavage along with a pose resembling him doing her doggy style.<br/><br/>Another shot, with her body facing him and her hands on his chest, but her face looking over her shoulder at the camera.  Again, she was bent at the waist, the pink skirt hugging her ass and climbing just high enough to reveal the white lacy tops of her thigh high stockings and strips of smooth, bare skin.<br/><br/>Hugh asked to borrow a camera, and took even more shots of Taylor on her knees before him from his point of view.<br/><br/><strong>"God damn, Taylor, I can't wait to fuck you.  Hell, I want to direct you in a movie someday, even."</strong><br/><br/>