Breakfast over it was time to get prepared to shop until we alldropped. Upstairs I went. I got undressed as Mom filled the tub. As Ientered the now ve...y bubble filled tub I said, "Mom, this smells sowonderfully girlish."Mom insisted in bathing me making me feel so infantile. She sort ofsaid this was like a true mother/young daughter thing. I knew not tocomplain as she was sort of in a state of bliss. I was scrubbed withinan inch of my life. My skin felt so soft and tingly. After I wasbathed. " Looking down I saw tiny bubbles in the lube that trickled out of her, filling in the crease between the smooth flaps laying to either side of her slit. "How soft and smooth your skin feels on my mouth." I dipped my tongue into her, her ample flesh parting easily to allow me to drill into the musky interior. She sighed heavily as I did this. I closed my mouth over her entire vagina, pulling all the skin out gently while driving my tongue in. Her head fell back against the cushion as she moaned. It is a hazard of the profession, especially when working with a human subject. You are snapping the pictures so quickly and the model is working to change poses and looks so that sometimes the two are not coordinated.However there are a lot fewer discards in my line of work than in, say, high fashion modeling. In my line, even most bad shots contain some good salvageable subject matter so that cropping becomes the critical issue. I never actually destroy my discards until I've exhausted all. I started with my arms, then my legs and then my face. I lay back on the blanket and squeezed the bottle to drip across my chest and torso. I had never sunbathed nude before and I didn’t want to risk getting sunburned in sensitive places. I put my hands on the top of my chest and closed my eyes as I smoothed some of the lotion up my neck. I spread it out over my shoulders and work my way down to my breasts. I ran my palms over them, feeling my nipples harden and squeezed them with my hands as I.