I looked over at our mother for support but she had a smirk on her face. That same devilish smirk that told me she was up to no good.

She stood and walked over to beside the chair and picked up the discarded camera.

"Well Mr. Photographer," she said with a grin. "I think it's high time you became the subject."

I looked between the two of them, dumbfounded and so incredible turned on. Kelly leaned forward, grabbed my hand and pulled me in front of the chair.

"How 'bout it, Bro?" She reached out and grabbed my semi-flaccid dick. "Wanna get a little dirty?" She leaned forward and gave...