Bill had just set it all up again. He bought a house in the worst council estate he could find in this town in the North of England. Since the right to buy legislation happened, many homes were purchased but failed to change the nature of the estate. Resale homes were cheap and shabby which suited Bill perfectly.
Bill used local tradesmen to convert the downstairs into a large studio. He then installed a top grade security system and all his photographic equipment and video systems. These were state of the art HD systems, pin sharp meant more money. He had a good stash of recreational drugs hidden inside, great currency for his plans.
He put a small innocuous advert in the local general shop indicating that he was looking for female models for a variety of assignments. He also put an implicit reference to exceptional rates of pay and that all races, colours and ages could apply. The mobile phone number he listed was untraceable. He waited.
Within 30 minutes, he had his first bite. The phone rang, a withheld number. Suppressing a smile, Bill answered.
"Model agency" he answered, giving a vague name.
"I am ringing about the advert in the shop window" a young woman spoke. Can I come and see you please?"
"Ok, come around to the studio, 12 Bush Avenue. Are you interested in modelling or is it for someone else?"
This tack usually got results.
"I may be interested but I know people who may be interested. You did say all ages"
"I have several assignments on the go at the moment but I have more work for younger girls at the moment" He set a new bait on the hook and waited.
"I may have just what you need" she replied, quietly. Bill felt she had lowered her voice to avoid being overheard.
"Be here in 30 minutes and dress to impress!" he told her and terminated the call.
Bill dressed smartly and casually. He put fresh coffee on and waited.
40 minutes later, the bell rang and Bill opened the door. A girl in her early 20's came in wearing a long coat. Her makeup was very good and her long blonde hair shone in the sun. She had a really pretty smile and prefect teeth.
"Bill, pleased to meet you" his hand thrust forward to shake hers.
She smiled back. "Bethany but friends all call me Beth" she shook his hand.
"Come in and sit down. Coffee?" he offered.
"Please, white two sugars please"
"You have made a nice job of this house, I love the space but why did you leave it looking so shabby outside" she asked
"I don't want to attract attention" he replied. Bill went into the open plan kitchen and poured two coffee's. He came back and sat opposite her on a matching settee. Bill noticed that she had taken off her coat and sat there in a tiny grey pleated skirt, white blouse and white over the knee socks. She looked like a porn star schoolgirl but without the hat and tie. Her tiny tits and, more noticeably her erect nipples, poked the front of the blouse. Bill had a hardon just looking at her.
She watched him looking at her. "You like?" she said crossing her legs allowing the skirt to ride up her thighs.
"I absolutely love" Bill replied. He felt brave "I have a hardon just looking at you like that" he half whispered.
"And now.." she responded, uncrossing her legs and allowing her knees to part showing white knickers with Disney characters on them. She allowed her legs to keep moving apart causing the knickers to stretch across her mons.
"Fuuuucccck" he said "You just hit the spot you sexy bitch"
She changed her voice to that of a young girl. "Daddy, can we play naughty games with the camera again. Mummy is out and it makes me all tingly in my fanny" she pouted.
Bill stood up and led her to the studio area. He switched on the lights and grabbed his trusty Canon which was charged and ready to go. He snapped away, getting plenty of up skirt shots. She turned facing away from him and bent over, legs apart. He was on his knees behind her. She closed her legs and started to pull her knickers down to her knees. Bill took pictures of her perfectly smooth arse, anus and pussy. She turned and her mons was as smooth as everywhere else.
Bill's cock was hard as nails, he dropped his shorts and it sprang out.
"Fuck me Daddy, please and give me pocket money please" she pouted still in the little girls voice
He stood in front of her and grabbed her arse cheeks. His cock slid into her tight cunt and she wrapped her legs around his waist. He fucked her for less than a minute before he came in her sloppy hole.
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