Mom and son sex camera

13-Feb-2018 03:17

" "Don't panic sweetie, I'm just saying, if you aren't going to use it, why not make some cash before it's obsolete." I watched as mom's cleavage moved before me, she was leaning over to put knives & forks out across our dining room table and I could see the beautiful gap between her sexy breasts. I jumped up, ran to my room, found the camera & accessories in the original box and started charging the battery in a wall outlet.

"I'm charging it now." I explained returning to our dining room, facing her puzzled-where did you just go expression? " "The yard, the dog, my friends, nature, our great town." I responded, studying her face intently, knowing she was excluded from my list. "And you mom, I need photographs of you to practice taking pictures of the human form." "I'm not sure sweetie; I do not want you sneaking around snapping photos of me when I'm not expecting it." She had stopped setting the table and was starring me in the eyes.

The picture quality (I had the camera set on highest setting) and the monitor gave the photos extra wow because of the colors & clarity.

It was unlike me to call for mom from my bedroom, I called out.

A cheap on line photography course, but it covered the basics. My birthday is in June, the weather warmed up and it seemed today my mom was wearing a blouse with a button or 2 undone for the first time since last Christmas.

Naturally my digital camera was sitting in a drawer with a flat battery as mom leaned over a few times and flashed a little bit of cleavage, as she set my birthday dinner table.

I am not sure if my mom suspected I wanted the camera to photograph her preferably naked, semi-nude or at least showing some skin.

Unfortunately from the minute we opened our presents that Christmas morning, she grabbed Aunt Greta's annual sweater gift from under the tree, put it on and never seemed to wear anything but high necked clothes through May of the next year.

Little bit of cleavage was visible, nothing special.I zoomed upstairs, put the partly charged battery in my camera and quietly returned to the living room. I took about 8 photos, after which mom got up from the sofa to go to bed, I went upstairs to play a video game, maybe surf the 'net.I downloaded the pics onto my computer, they looked even better on my giant LED-LCD monitor."Mom, I loaded the photos onto my computer, you look great." "Sweetie, how did you get the pictures so fast, how did you...where are the photos....where are the negatives?" I was just about to heap teenage scorn on my mother's lack of knowledge of digital cameras and modern technology when something inside caused me not to.

Little bit of cleavage was visible, nothing special.

I zoomed upstairs, put the partly charged battery in my camera and quietly returned to the living room. I took about 8 photos, after which mom got up from the sofa to go to bed, I went upstairs to play a video game, maybe surf the 'net.

I downloaded the pics onto my computer, they looked even better on my giant LED-LCD monitor.

"Mom, I loaded the photos onto my computer, you look great." "Sweetie, how did you get the pictures so fast, how did you...where are the photos....where are the negatives?

" I was just about to heap teenage scorn on my mother's lack of knowledge of digital cameras and modern technology when something inside caused me not to.

"No problem mom, I'll always ask before I take a photo. " Note to self, check owners manual, can I silence the click sound on my camera? " "But mom, a photographer has to be able to take photos when the subject is not posing or responding to the camera.