Let’s set it up, can we?

Abbey stripped the last of her clothes off as she approached the door. She stood in the doorway and looked over her shoulder, “Coming?” she asked.

George looked at Anthony and gestured towards the bedroom. Anthony shrugged, “I’ll get my camera and a stand,” he said.

George followed Abbey into the bedroom and wrapped his arms around her waist. “So what are you thinking?” he asked her.

She held his hands and shrugged, “You want some sexy pictures of me? It’s more what you want, isn’t it?”

He kissed her neck, “Are you sure? Because you know what I want.”

She laughed, “I can feel what you want.”

She detached his arms and crawled onto the bed. Just as she was, Anthony stepped into the room. “Umm, sorry,” he said.

Abbey looked back at him, “For?” she asked.

The photographer looked a little sheepish, “Well, you are a little exposed.”

Abbey smiled, “I think George wants some sexy pictures of me. Do you think this is sexy?” she teased.

Anthony cleared his throat, “Let me set up the camera.” He took a moment to set up the camera as Abbey wiggled her arse in his direction.

George was hard as a rock as this was going on. His mouth was dry, and he was excited and scared. When the camera was ready, Anthony checked that Abbey was comfortable before taking some pictures. Then he suggested she lie down on her back with her head hanging off the edge of the bed.

Abbey smiled and rolled over. “Can you move your hair to hang a little more?” he asked.

Abbey played without making much effort to move it in the way he said. “Like this?” she asked.

Anthony shook his head, “George do you want to move her hair, make it drape more?” he asked.

George shrugged, “You’re the artist. You know what you want.”

Anthony raised an eyebrow but moved to the side of the bed to help position her hair. Abbey stared at the bulge in his pants as he did and licked her lips. Anthony returned to the camera and took another couple of pics. “Pout a little more,” he said.

Abbey did as she was bid, and he said, “Excellent. Now move the hair to cover your breasts slightly.

Abbey smiled, “Care to show me how?” she asked.

Anthony looked towards George, who nodded, and he again approached the bed to move Abbey’s hair. His fingers lightly touched her breasts as he did. Abbey let out a soft moan as Anthony said, “Why do I get the feeling you two are interested in more than just a boudoir shoot?”

Abbey smiled, “I think we wanted some erotic shots. So tell me where you want me,” she said playfully.

Again Anthony looked at George, who shrugged and then nodded.

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