It was really great seeing her again thats for sure. Big smile, big personality, big tits. We chatted then she layer out what she brought to wear for ...he shoot. One item was like a sheer body suit... I voted that we start with that.We did some boudoir shoots on the bed in the studio that has white satin sheets.. she looked great and was loving it. Then we moved to outfit #2 , a very cool faux fur jacket with nothing underneath. Great pics....dick getting hard.After about an hour she looks at me. The floor was warm slightly glowed so that a soft illumination lit the room. But even with the warmth of the room her Icy wet cloths made her chilled to the bone. Lugia came and laid down next to her and with one large hand lightly pushed her so that she would be pressed against his warm fur. "You're cold" Lugia said his face close to hers. "Yes it's the wet cloths I'm wearing" She explained. "Take them off then if they keep you cold, if you lay them on the floor they should dry out from the. Bring that one too."The dressing assistant reached the top button, his face an inch or twofrom the silk bow on the bust of Geraldine's blouse, as she helped himby undoing her skirt belt and separating its sides."Put it over the back of the sofa, Mr Flowers," she said, pressing thetwo sides of her waistband into his hands.He reached round her waist, his face pressing into her fragrant blouse,so that he could pass it round her back to his other hand. He folded thewaist and laid it over the sofa. She picked up her brush and tapped the light to turn it off, leaving the room lit only by the light that managed to escape the bathroom through the almost closed door. Were we going downstairs? My already hard cock subsided a little. I realized that, despite the fear factor or maybe because of it, I got off on the danger of our little game proceeding in my Dad’s presence. Mom returned, stood in front of me, and handed me the brush.“It must be hard for you to brush my hair standing behind me.