I moved closer to him, sat on my knees in front of his chair to look into his eyes, but he kept shielding his gaze away from my eyes. At that moment t... me, he looked like a child who was caught red-handed in an act of mischievous. I couldn’t stop smiling at my thoughts. With this thought in mind, I felt a little bolder and took his face in my hands. Second time in the day he looked at me in complete disbelief. I was still smiling as our eyes met. With his face still in my hands, I asked. .. you really believe you're -- you're really like this?" Yes, daddy. For long as I knew."He soberly nodded and briefly turned as though musing some long lost whimsey then faced me with a look. "You...really want to stay like this?"I lifted my head and gazed back into his eyes. "For ever and ever, daddy," I said and he stared at me as though weighing my fact against enchantment, his deflated expectations against perked fascination."Jesus you're--you're so--so beautiful!" he breathed with. I sprinkled a few droplets of water on her nipple and around it and also on the apple. Her breast and the droplets glistened in the sunlight and reflected off the jelly. I had a perfect frame for my first shot.By now my cock was a throbbing madhouse of flesh and my lips were aching to lick those nipples. I placed the apple on the left breast and close to her nipple. I switched off the room lights and opted for the sunlight coming in, along with my studio lights. I brought my camera with the. ?Oh my god! Oh my god!? she screamed.?Shhhhhhhh,? I whisperedShe stared at me in absolute terror, her beautiful brown eyes wide as saucers. ?Are you going to kill me?? she asked, her voice wavering.?Yes,? I replied simply, ?but not with this,? indicating the knife.What happened next is the only part of that evening I have ever regretted. I used the knife to cut away her clothes, leaving them in ruins. Had I thought ahead I would have treated them more carefully, as they have continued to bring.