J Watson - Hot bed daughter

"It's up to you," Ron said.

"I don't think so," she said.

Linda wasn't worried. Joan Carpenter wasn't going to walk out of the studio without taking off her clothes. Her father was walking around taking pictures again, but now and then. Joan would turn her head away from him and look down at the folder. It was open to one of the pictures. A young blonde was sitting on the couch in a lurid pose. She wasn't really showing anything. She had a blanket wrapped around herself, but it was obvious that she was naked underneath it.

"I suppose I could do a pose like that," Joan said.

"I'll tell you what," Ron said. "Let's start off slow. Just pull your skirt a little and we'll take a few cheesecake shots of your thighs. Let's see how comfortable you feel with that."

"All right," Joan agreed.

Joan leaned back on the couch and pulled her skirt above her thighs. Ron had her cross her shapely legs and then uncross them. All the while he was taking pictures.

"Just unbutton your blouse a little," Ron said.

"All right," she said.

Watching her father was like watching a master at work. In just a few moments he had Joan's blouse unbuttoned all the way down the front. A few seconds later he got her to take the blouse off. Linda could see Joan sigh, and Linda knew she'd passed the point of no return. She wasn't going to be able to refuse Ron anything he wanted.

"Pull your skirt up a little higher," Ron said.

Joan was leaning back a little farther on the couch. She was dressed in her bra and skirt. She peeled her skirt up above her waist; both Linda and her father could see her pale pink panties.

"That's it, baby," Ron said. "Now why don't you take off your bra. Let me see those big tits."

Joan looked at him and made another sighing sound. At first Linda thought she was going to refuse. Then she reached behind her back and unhooked her bra. She pulled it off and let her big, creamy tits fall free. Linda gasped. Joan had a beautiful pair of tits. Her tits were even bigger than Linda's, and they still had a youthful firmness.

"Is this what you want?" she asked.

"Oh yeah, baby," he said.

It took him only another few seconds to convince her to pull off her panties. She looked a little ashamed to be so completely naked. But Ron moved closer and kept taking pictures, her shame soon seemed to be replaced with a nervous excitement.

"This is crazy," she said.

"No, baby," Ron said. "It's not crazy. Open your legs for me. Let me get a really good shot up your pussy!"

"This isn't right," she complained, but she opened her legs and his camera started shooting between her legs.

Linda expected it when her father put his camera down. She could tell the way Joan was squirming with pleasure that the woman was hotter than hell. Her eyes popped open wide as Ron started peeling off his clothes.

"What are you doing?" she asked.

"Don't act stupid, bitch," he said. "You know what I'm doing. And don't pretend that you don't want it as bad as I do."

"But your daughter?" Joan protested.

"Don't worry about Linda," Ron said. "She knows some tricks that would put you to shame."

Joan gasped as Ron peeled off his shorts and his thick cock stood out like the limb of a massive oak tree. Linda licked her lips as she saw the purplish cockhead with cum already dripping from it.

"Come here, Linda," Ron said. "Join us." Linda didn't have to be asked twice. Her body was already rocking with pleasure. She was already pulling off her halter top as she walked over to her father. She was creaming in her jeans. She could feel her pussy juices soaking her panties.

Her father pulled her into his arms and started stroking her ass. Linda felt his fingers probing her asshole. She pressed herself against him, rubbing her tits against his chest.

"Well, shit," Joan said. "I never would have believed it."

"Don't worry," Ron said. "We're not going to leave you out."

Ron kneeled on the floor and he started running his hands over Joan's body. Joan gasped as his fingers teasingly caressed her swollen titties. He leaned over and started licking one pink nipple. He lifted his head and looked at Linda.

"Have you ever tasted another woman's tits?" Ron asked.

Linda shook her head. She was afraid of this. She hadn't been able to take her eyes off Joan's big tits since she'd walked in the door. Now she could feel her mouth suddenly going dry. She had always heard that there was something wrong with this.

"Go ahead, baby," he father said, as if he could read her mind. "There's nothing wrong with it. Kiss her tits if you want to."

"I don't think it's right," Joan said.

"Shut up, bitch," Ron said. "You'll do anything I want you to!"

Joan turned red, but. Linda couldn't tell if it was with anger or shame. Then it didn't matter anymore, because Linda was dropping her head to Joan's tits. She licked the rubbery nipple and felt Joan shiver. She looked up at her father; he was grinning.

"Go ahead, baby," Ron told her. "Kiss them. Suck them hard!"

Linda opened her mouth and took the hardened nipple inside her lips. She felt an ache in her pussy as she nibbled on the hot nipple. She pulled her head back. She felt Joan's hands in her hair, pulling her back to her tit.

"That does feel good," Joan moaned. "Oh yes, little darling. Do that to me!"

Linda started moving her lips from one of Joan's titties to the other. She let her teeth softly graze those tender tits. She started making little sucking noises as she worked on Joan's titties. She felt Joan's fingers stroking her long blonde hair.

"That's so good," Joan moaned. "Oh, that feels so fine!"

She felt one of Joan's hands sliding down. She shivered as Joan's fingers slowly brushed across her own titties.

"Oh, do it to me," Linda groaned. "Do my titties."

Linda fell back onto the carpeted floor, and Joan followed. Linda had only been kissing and licking Joan's tits. She wasn't prepared for the way Joan practically devoured her titties. She felt Joan's lips open; her hungry mouth was pulling in as much of Linda's titty flesh as the older woman could take.

"Oh yes," Linda moaned savagely. "Oh yes, that feels so good!"

"Do her good," Ron said. "Suck my little girl hard."

Linda was only vaguely aware that Ron was taking pictures again. Probably he would take pictures of his own funeral. Linda doubted that Joan even realized what was going on.

Ron put his camera down and kneeled on the floor with them. He took Linda's hand. She let him pull her fingers against his steely cock. She ran her fingers up and down the thick prick. She moved her hand up around the cockhead. She pulled it and felt him groan. She also felt some of his sticky cum wet her fingers.

"Fuck," he moaned. "Fuck, that feels good!"

She moved her hand down to his balls and began stroking them. It really made her feel sexy to be massaging her father's balls while a good-looking woman sucked her tits.

"Everybody's naked but you, Linda," Ron said. "Why don't you take off your jeans and panties."

Linda started to unbutton her jeans, but Joan couldn't seem to wait. Her hands ripped frantically at the buttons of Linda's jeans. Finally the buttons came undone and Joan started stripping the jeans down Linda's long legs.

"Shit," Ron said. "I think we've found something you really like, Joan."

Linda didn't think Joan had ever done anything like this before, but Joan wasn't hesitant at all. Linda had no time to protect her panties, even if she'd wanted too. Joan grabbed the edges and peeled them down her legs, leaving Linda as naked as everyone else.

"Gorgeous," Joan said. "I know I shouldn't feel like this, but you are a beautiful young girl!"

Joan's lips went back to Linda's titties. Linda could feel Joan's hungry mouth trying to devour her excited tits. She felt Joan biting gently at her titties.