Fbailey account number 744


Up bird Photo Machine


I could not trust the success of my"Up Skirt pic Machine."

I rolled it up next to the entry to the shopping mall and stood back. At first the girls seemed leery of it. They read my sign and giggled. Then all of a sudden there were ten girls lined up to use it.

My sign read,"Please stand on the marks, look at this polarity, and then weightlift the button with your quarter round. Thank you for your cooperation."

They lined up like cattle to the slaughter. They didn't inquiry a thing. They didn't know that I had started an net site devoted to up skirt shots of women.

There were molded blank space for their feet at about shoulder width or two groundwork apart. When they pressed the button I got several moving picture at the same time. One was of their face, one was of their actual thumbprint, and three others were up their annulus from three different focal distance. I would get the full outcome with stack of leg from their articulatio talocruralis up. Then I would get another one from their knees up and then a ending up of their crotch.

I had run out of former way of life to get up wench flick so I had invented the"Up wench Photo Machine."

I sat back in my pickup hand truck and just watched as young woman after girl stood there and pressed the release. Surprisingly several char stood on it too. I had to chuckle to myself when girl would peach their mothers into standing there too.

After about four 60 minutes I put the machine in the back of my pickup hand truck and headed house.

I could not consider the success. A hundred and thirteen young woman and women had unwittingly posed for me. half were wearing skimpy scanty and fifteen of them were not wearing any panties at all.

Then day after day I moved my machine around town putting it in a different spot each time. However, once a week I took it back to the shopping mall where my freehanded results took space. I even recognized the same girls standing on it clock time after time.

I was really surprise when I saw my own wife and daughters stand on it. They were with her in effect supporter and her two daughters too. Interesting.

I let my machine stay there until just before the center closed. I changed the assault and battery and the camera retentiveness cards and placed it on briny Street between two very popular bars. Luckily I got a good parking topographic point so that I could keep an eye on it. It was simply amazing the routine of women that would stand on it and go in one bar, come out, stand on it and then go in the next bar. I even watched some adult female stand on it, take their panty, and then digest on it again. Many of the Guy forced their engagement to remain firm on it.

After the bars closed I took my automobile home and retrieved my platter. The results were howling. My girl's panty painting were something for me alone to hoarded wealth. My wife's girlfriend and both of her daughters were pantyless. Now I certainly did not wait that. When I got to the pictures outside the bars, things certainly improved. Those cleaning woman were wearing very exciting pantie in wild colors, crotchless, and even flip-flop. I saw pantie lining with wings, thick period pads, and tampon strings. I saw hairy pussies, bald pussies, and everything in between. I saw a smorgasbord of tattoos up there too. It was everything that I had hoped for. I posted them to my site.

The next morning I looked and found that I had doubled my rank to my site over night. My"Up wench photo car"was a total success.

I pretty much started moving my motorcar between the shopping shopping centre and various bars in Town. Then for some understanding I placed it near the eminent school just before a football game game. I watched as hundreds of lady friend stood on it and pushed the button. Most of the girlfriend were from our high school but various buses brought in girls from the other school. Even cheerleaders, charabanc, mothers, and teacher stood on it. I did not wait, I took it home plate and checked out the results.

Later my oldest daughter Kristina knocked on my business office threshold. I cleared my screen and let her in.

Kristina said,"I saw you take that"Up Skirt Photo motorcar"away from the football biz today. What are you doing with the pictures of girl's scanty ?"

I had always been honorable with her so I told her. She took it all in and then asked,"Can I see some, especially from today. I know a lot of the girls that go to my school."

So I pulled up the file cabinet and started going through them. Kristina stopped me occasionally and said,"That's Gina, that's Cathy, and that's Judy. I quickly renamed the file with the girl's names. She would giggle whenever she saw a girl without her pantie on.

When she saw her own picture she smiled and asked,"Would you like if I wasn't wearing panties ?"

I replied,"Yes, I would."

Kristina asked,"What do you do with those pictures ?"

I pulled up my net website and I showed her. I also noticed that my membership had doubled once again.

Kristina asked,"What if I had all of my girl take off their panties before standing on your auto ?"

My grin told her what I thought of that idea. She gathered up all of her scanty in her dresser draftsman and followed me out to the service department where my machine was. She just smiled as she removed her panty and stood on it to push the button. Then she slipped on every pair of pantie that she had brought out, one at a prison term and stood on my machine. Every now and then she would stand on it with any pantie. She always smiled at me when she pushed the button.

We went back to my power and looked at her pictures. Then Kristina said,"office them. carry all of them. I want the domain to look up my skirt."

I listed them all under the heading of K's Panties.

The next day was Billy Sunday and when we checked my web website we found that her pictures had been hit pretty upright with tidy sum of comment about wanting to see her fount or to fuck her.

Kristina asked,"What would happen it I held my pussy mouth undefended and you posted them ?"

I said,"Guys all over the world would be jerking off to your pussy."

She asked,"What would they do if they knew that I was only fifteen ?"

I replied,"They would probable put me in jail."

Kristina asked,"So how old does a girl have to be to carry nude ?"

I replied,"In this country…eighteen."

Then Kristina said,"You should put that machine in the parking lot across from the Teen essence next Friday."

I asked,"Why ?"

She replied,"Because all of the really pop miss take the boys over there for a quick roll in the hay or blowjob. Those sluts never wear scanty and they never wear drawers either. Pants would just get in the way."

I asked,"How would you know about that ?"

Kristina laughed and said,"Because Gerri's sister is a skank."

I moved my machine around the next week and the pictures just kept getting well and better. My daughter was right about the park across from the Teen substance. She was right about Gerri's sister too. I had four pictures of her with four unlike cocks in her twat when she pressed the button. The boy's faces were just as crystalise as hers were. Kristina recognized one of the son as Gerri's sidekick. Incest ! marvellous !

Before the adjacent football game game I set up my car. Kristina stood near it trying to get every female child wearing a doll or garb to stand on it. She did pretty well at it too. She used psychology to goat the girl into showing off for their beau, other lady friend around them, or for the boy that were checking the girls out. All I know is that whatever she told them almost a hundred per centum of the fille stood on it. She got at least xc percent of the mothers and teachers that came to the plot to stand on it too. Too bad that only about twenty-five percentage of the female were wearing doll and dresses. Those damn pants for certain slowed matter down.

Within a month Kristina had helped to pee my web site one of the most popular on the internet. My income far exceeded my archetype expected value. I didn't even mind the fact that I had been unemployed for respective hebdomad. snake pit, I may never go to make for again.

I had so many up skirt shooter of my girl's bare kitty-cat that she hardly ever fag out panties around me. We spent a lot of time together in my office and during that time she was usually completely bare. She was cognizant of my many erections and usually suggested that she ask tending of it for me. Well of course I started to wear down. I let her give me helping hand job, that eventually led to blowjobs, and then to intercourse.

The first prison term that I shoved my cock into my daughter's fifteen-year-old pussy she said,"Wow ! That tactile property good. Now I wish I hadn't let Jimmy bed me."

Her pussy was so tight and wonderful that I didn't even question her letting Jimmy fuck her. After all I had my tool in her and I was her father. Who was I to complain about who she let sleep with her ?

She was holding onto my desk and watching the motion-picture show on my covert as I pounded her severely from behind. I leaned over and held her mammilla in my hands as I continued. I had done that to her female parent just the Night before. The sweat was causing our bodies to smack pretty loudly just before I was make to cum.

My youngest daughter knocked on the door and asked,"What are you guys doing in there ?"

Kristina replied,"cypher ! Now go away !"

I finished filling my daughter's tight pussy with my cum.

Kristina put her dame and blouse back on and headed for the bathroom before my cum started to leak down her leg.

When she returned Ruthie came in with her.

Kristina said,"She knows !"

I looked at Ruthie and she said,"I want to assist you get up skirt pictures…and…I want you to hump me too. jemmy was terrible at it !"

I could hardly think that my thirteen-year-old girl had also let her cousin jemmy fuck her. I'd have to talk to my sister about him…the next time that I had my prick in her pussy.

beholding my immature daughter naked made my cock hard so I slipped it into her as she sat on my lap facing me. If I thought that Kristina's pussy was mingy then I didn't have a word for how tight Ruthie's pussy was. All I know is that it was blind drunk enough to cut off the flow of sperm from entering her womb. I lifted her up and then it squirted all over her almost hairless pussy.

My wife had heard her rallying cry as I fucked her and opened to door. We had forgotten to lock it and she saw everything.

When we had finished she asked,"Are they better than your sister and I are ?"

I just smiled so she asked,"Is he honorable than jemmy ?"

I watched as the two girls just smiled.

My wife had known about my Up Skirt Photo Machine the unit prison term. She encouraged me to end it and to part the web site. When I told her that she could quit working too, she jumped for joy.

Our business just kept improving calendar week by week, as did the lineament of our photos.

After all we had an endless supply of models.


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