Yet each sight made me want more. Each undress wasmajesty in itself, but offered the promise of more. Instages I had seen her legs, her bra through he... shirt,then her bra, and now her panties. Now it was simple. Ihad to see her nude. I had to see her breasts, hernipples, and her cunt. I had to see her ass, and thewonderful way her nude body jiggle as jostled as shemoved. Frank had already planned this, probably, but now Iknew what had to be done. She could model tops and skirtsno longer. She. I always loved to be admired by everyone, guy and girls my own age, but most the look I would get from older men. It was l always arousing. That feeling lead to other things and eventually thing escalated to where I find myself now. It all started very innocently, teasing men around them mall, at school, on the street, eventually that lead me to a few relationships with OLDER men, known as suggardaddies. I loved the attention, the gifts and the sex. After graduating High School, I had to get a. Mother wasn’t having any of this self-indulgent nonsense however. “On your feet,” she commanded, her tone betraying irritation that she should even have to tell me. On unsteady legs I stood, resuming my position bent across her desk. She walked across the office, inspecting a nearby bookcase, scanning the shelves for a particular item of interest. “No...” I moaned, knowing full-well what instrument of evil dwelled in a sacred place between her reference books on law. She turned with a smile,. “Just listen and do everything she tells you honey.Make us all want to fuck you when your done.”Angela stared at her with open lust at the commentknowing that Maxi would watch the whole time. She wouldgive it her all indeed.She undressed and stood naked before the photographerand Maxi who stood behind her watching with extremeinterests in her. The photographer named Dani led herto the platform and had her lay down on her back.“Shit girl you look good enough to eat.”Both.