“No, that’s fine. I guess it’s just that you’ve really grown up.” And before I realized what I was saying it was out of my mouth, “You’ve just got great tits and … I’m sorry.” I said.
“Really Daddy, you think I have nice boobies?”
“When they look like that,” I said, “they deserve to be called tits, boobies are for little girls,” I told her. “And that has to be one of the hairiest pussies I’ve seen in years, If it wasn’t my daughter’s I’d be tempted to rub my face in it for a couple of days.”
Erin’s laughter filled the room and her tits shook and swayed like Jell-O, “You’re so silly Daddy! I think I need to shave it, but I’m afraid to yet.”
“NOOO!!,” I nearly yelled in her direction, “Don’t shave it, I like’em hairy, but your mom keeps her’s trimmed on account of her swimsuits. Just leave it like it is.”
As I watched and changed film Erin stepped into the camisole with the matching crotch less panties. We both finished about the same time and I asked if she’d like something to drink. She said she’d get us something and I said I was going to the bathroom; I had to do something to make my dick a little more comfortable. I went to the master bath and changed into a pair of gym shorts and a jock strap, hoping it would hold my problem in check until I could shoot the rest of the film and relieve myself, or maybe I’d save it for Brandy’s breakfast.
Erin had poured us both a glass of wine when I returned to the shooting area. She was sitting on the sofa with one leg tucked up under her, exposing the pink outer lips of her pussy to my view as I sat down next to her. “What’s with the wine,” I asked, “And don’t you think you might ought to kind of …uhhh?”
“Oh Daddy,” she mewed, “momma let’s me have wine sometimes and you just said you liked my hairy pussy, and you’ve seen pussies before, so what’s the big deal?”
“Alright, let’s take some more pictures then.” As I stood to go back to the camera I stumbled and nearly fell on top of Erin, the way she was sitting part of the wine sloshed from my glass and landed at in the hair and ran down her slit into her cunt lips, I grabbed a tissue and began to dab at the spill before I realized what I was doing, My hand was on Erin’s clit as I attempted to soak up the spill and then I realized what I had just done. I looked up at the stunned eyes as a low moan formed in her throat. Apparently I wasn’t the only one having troubles keeping my mind on the pictures.
I grabbed another tissue and handed it to Erin, “Here, in case you need to clean up anymore,” I said.
I took a whole roll of film with Erin in the crotch less outfit; some with her legs slightly opened other with no top. By the time I needed to reload I knew the Jock strap wasn’t the answer to keeping me comfortable.
I excused myself and went to the bathroom again, this time I just removed the jock and put the shorts back on before re-joining Erin in the den. When I got there she was sitting in the floor totally naked waiting for me, with the bags of bows.
“Daddy, this is a special picture I want to take for Jeremy, I may not ever give him any of those others, but this one is for him, but I need your help. Okay?
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