"Unnnn," Douglas groaned, his jaw clenched, his eyes feasting hungrily on his daughter's tits. Missy was trembling, waiting, praying her father would ...o what she wanted. She arched her back, jutting out her tits. "Touch me, Daddy. Please." Douglas brought one large hand to his c***d's tits. The tip of her nipple burned into the palm of his hand as he spanned her flesh and began massaging the pliant meat of her tit. "Missy," he moaned. "We shouldn't." "Ooooh, Daddy," she pouted, writhing on her. Nicole said, "Your clothes are in a pile in my room. With one exception." Oh?"Nicole pulled David's top off. As she reached behind her, she said, "I didn't have a sports bra, so I used your bra. It's smaller size acted in much the same way." Nicole handed the bra to Anna.Anna took it, saying, "You... wore my bra?"Anna seemed stunned. "Sure. I hope you don't mind. If I stretched it out too much, I'll buy a replacement."As Anna held the bra, Nicole could almost feel her tremble. Anna stared at. Gilbert had come and gone and the prop room was immaculate and everything that had been used was put away. Two crew members were already working on disassembling the set.The folks from the costume department were asking me for phone numbers to cast members as they tried to track down missing articles.We were making quick work of it, and I texted Christy to tell her I should be free by 2:30, if she still wanted to do something.Christy said she’d meet me at my house around 3:00.Christy was about. I was expecting a meek woman who would fawn all over me. Expectations can lead to the need for quick thinking.I said, rather too fast, "For the photographs." Oh, of course. Shall we do the photos first? We can take some before and after waxing.Do you have a man you can pose with? Photographic erotica is peculiar. Digital editing is allowed, but editing is frowned upon. So rather than edit a man into the prints, if we had a man, we could finish late tonight."Don took me into his salon/studio.