Threesome With Dad and A Model At His Studio
T. A. BEAU
Threesome With Dad and A Model At His Studio
T. A. BEAU
A Dad/Daughter Incest Erotica Story with FFM, anal, voyeur, FF.
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The studio seems hotter than normal probably, but that could just be the gayness in me manifesting at the sight of today's model. Kiki, that's her name. Gorgeous bombshell redhead with amazing tits. And her nipples are pierced, which is driving me absolutely insane.
See, my dad is working on a new collection. It came to him in a fever dream or something. The collection is supposed to be about the female body, and thus, we have a nude model, although it'll be edited so that no identifying features will be shown.
Right now, though, I identify as a bitch in heat.
“Kendra, move the spotlight a little further back, please,” Dad calls, patient as always.
I rush to do as I'm told. The submissive part of me shines when I'm at work, and if he's ever noticed, he's graciously never pointed it out.
At first, I was a little miffed that I was not the model. After all, I was a perfectly fine woman—was he implying that I wasn't feminine enough?—but watching Kiki slowly undress and redress in the lingerie set provided… I have no complaints.
Dad crosses the room with his camera hanging around his neck, stepping back from his, no doubt, captivating subject and closer to me.
"Usually, I start with the subject sitting normally, then either kneeling or straddling," he says as he lets Kiki do what she wants with that information.
Kiki gingerly leans back, and I appreciate Dad taking his time to adjust the camera and not fussing at her for taking too long.