Camera slut – part 2

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I sat with Suzie in the back of the taxi. The taxi that was taking me to meet Baz, Mikes friend. She’d explained that we needed to go to a proper photographic studio to do the pictures that her Dad wanted. The naughty pictures.

Naughty and dirty. It wasn’t a part of town I wanted to be in, let alone my daughter. Mike had gone ahead, taking various clothes that I would need for the shoot. Baz was older than I’d expected, in his forties.

He was small, with one of those ridiculous pony tails that some men have when they start to lose their hair, as if the pony tail can make up for the receding hairline. Baz showed us through to the changing room. A young girl was waiting for me. She did my makeup.

“Close ya eyes luv,” she said, before spraying my hair. Suzie helped me dress, blue lace underwear, underwear Dan had brought me for Christmas the previous year, the a blue evening dress, and heels, heels I hadn’t seen for years. “You must have had a good sort though my wardrobe,” I said.

“You wouldn’t believe Mummy,” she said. I walked out into the studio. Mike was there, camera in hand. I hadn’t seen him since last night.

Last night, oh god what possessed me. He smiled. “Mummy,” Suzie said. “Remember, Daddy wants it very naughty, remember.

” I remembered. Remembered too he hadn’t said I, he’d said we want it naughty. We. Him and his friends I supposed.

That thrilled me. Suddenly I was excited to be here. She looked fabulous. I’d asked Suzie to look this particular dress out, I’d always loved her in it.

I started slowly, getting her warmed up. I knew that was important with her. Her red lips pouted into the camera, and I remembered last night, when those lips had been around my cock. My cock stiffened at the memory.

It had been Suzie’s idea, she was really turning into a dirty bitch. Angie’s eyes shone when Suzie asked her to help. I focused on the job in hand. She was down to her panties now, panties and her heels.

Her arms folded across her chest, hiding her assets, her feet apart. I was aware of Baz behind me, watching how I performed as a photographer. He was a pro, something I aspired to be. Right now I needed to get as much from this shoot as I could.

Baz would want her not just dirty, but positively filthy. “Can you make your nipples hard Mum,” I asked. Then watched as she tweaked them, getting them erect without any difficultly. Click, click, click.

“Now pull your knickers down, not too far, that’s it, now stretch them between your knees, that’s it great. ” Click, click, click. “Great, now take them right off. ” I took a few more, open legged, from the front, from the back.

Her arse so fucking perfect. “Great, time for a change of outfits Mum. ” I did a couple more sets with different underwear, then Suzie passed her a vibrator. “Remember, naughty, its what Daddy wants.

” Suzie told her. She didn’t looked shocked. Didn’t bat an eyelid. She sat on the arm of an armchair, popped it in her mouth, and sucked.

Just as last night she’d sucked my cock. I’d almost come in her mouth, but she’d ran before that, shame, still Angie had finished the job. My cock hardened. “Can you hold it over your clit………” I watched as Mike photographed his mother.

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