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The shoot’s stylist had me try on several pairs of jeans until we found the ones that were so tight, I had to have two assistants help me get into them while lying on the floor—it was a pretty funny scene squeezing into them like a sausage—and Mario walked in to the changing room in the middle of it and was laughing his ass off, but then he said “Perfect, you look gorgeous, Katie! Let’s kill this.”
The jeans were like a second skin and molded my ass and legs perfectly. I wore nothing underneath so they would look totally smooth. I walked onto the set and climbed on the black leather couch. I started the session lying on my back, my arms above my head, eyes closed, breasts exposed. Mario started to snap away, saying, “That’s it, Katie, turn your face a little towards me and arch your back a little more…now lift your butt off the couch, give me like a yoga bridge pose and part your lips just a little more.” The sexy parted lips were my trademark look. At one point he whispered in my ear to tweak my nipples so they would puff out a little more. I teased him and said, “Tweak them for me, it’ll be more effective.” He loved that and he did and it got me more turned on, which was awesome for the vibe and for what he was trying to get.
A few hours later, toward the end of the session, I noticed Daniel enter the set. One of the production assistants showed him where he could stand in the back of the studio and not be in the way. I was quite a sight, all oiled up and now on my hands and knees on the couch, my ass pointing at the camera, fingers pressed together, covering my nipples and looking back at Mario with a sultry, “fuck me” expression, actually wishing he would at this point. The shoot had be one long session of foreplay between us, and I was turned on to an almost fever pitch…