We arrived at the photographers house. His wife who was about 25 greeted us and showed us to his studio as he was out at the time and had been held up... She apologised because she was going away to another city for 2 weeks so my wife would be on her own with her husband if she agreed to act as his model. She explained that she also was a photographer and modeled for him as well.She made a comment that she thought my wife would be just what he wanted as she oozed sexual energy. She then looked. Once I was all dressed, I went downstairs to the living room where Mom and Dad were waiting for me.Mom was having trouble holding back the tears. “He looks so grown up and handsome,” she gushed.She insisted on getting some pictures before Dad and I left, so I posed. Some of the shots were by myself; others were with Mom or with Dad. We even dragged out the tripod and used the self-timer to get pictures of all three of us.When it was close to six o’clock, Dad and I were happy to escape. Dad. Sadie told me how to use some of the things andthen sat back looking at me over the top of her glasses like she waswaiting for something."I don't know about you Daniel but I was taught to say thank you whensomeone gives me a present" Sorry dear, thank you, it's really great"She tutted, "Start with your hair, use the weekly treatment, followed bythe shampoo and conditioner. Once that's done blow dry your hair it'smuch better for it then rubbing it with a towel". She said with adisapproving frown. His penis strained for escape from his pants, and she gave it an encouraging squeeze through the cotton before releasing it where it bobbed invitingly, already climbing past the horizontal as she gazed at it. She let him remove her remaining clothes, then, to his surprise, sank to her knees in front of him, eye to eye with his eager member. Simon held his breath. Would she? It was a long-time fantasy, but he’d never really believed that a girl would voluntarily do that unless she was being.