I arrived at his studio, he is well known so for safety I will call him John. The first shoot shadowing him he shouted at me a lot, nothing I did was...right or I was always in the road. I watched as models took their clothes off and changed into whatever the client had asked John to portray without any changing rooms just there in front of everyone. I hope you understand that I was a young and hormonal teen so spent most of the day erect and tried like mad not to let the models see me. The two then went on talking piano until tim made his move. after rubbing my wifes long feet and toes for five minutes he was about to bust. tim started slowly pressing jens soles on his cock wich was half way down his leg by now. jen pretended to not notice and kept on talking. then tim started rubbing his cock with her left sole through his pants. now jen made her move. she said "tim, please tell me your not doing what i think you are." he didnt say anything back. she said "it wrong for you. "I don't know why I did it, but just shrugged and said, "I've seen a dick. Won't bother me if you wanna do it right now."Her step-dad looked at me and said, "Nah. Because if someone finds out that shit was going on, I'd get busted, railed, bent over and ass fucked."I just shrugged and said, "I'm not gonna tell. Besides, I think it'd be kinda hot."He looked at me in shock and said, "You serious?"I just looked at him and shrugged. And I'll be damned if he didn't look around, kinda look at me, and. A wind was blowing a swirl of white powdery snow from the top of the drift. It looked cold and a chill went down his back just gazing upon it. There was a hint of power in the image, as if to suggest that against nature, man stood no chance should it ever turn against him.He turned his attention to a painting of a stream meandering through a rocky landscape. Trees, roots twisted by working their way through the rocky soil, stood guard over the thin trickle of water with brown trunks topped with.