He was gently pulling and pumping my pecker, he lovingly looked deep in my crotch and I was overwhelmed with curiosity. I had to ask; “are you Gay, ...sh”? “I am sorry bro”, but words just spilled out. I regretted as soon as I uttered the words. Thanks God, he was too busy with my hard on to get offended. He simply chuckled and said, “No way man, I am not; only helping you out, OK”!He looked in my eyes to see my reaction and see if I resisted anymore. “Next time you meet Alka, just ask her, Ravi. That was the warmest part of the day and put the least discomfort on the models. I was in the studio doing some final setup when Chris, Cathy and Kim walked in. I quickly noticed that all three of them were wearing bathrobes so I surmised that they all wanted their time before the camera.George had let me know that he was fine with Chris and Cathy posing in whatever way they wanted as long as they were comfortable about it. The first one I chose was Chris. She had a figure that not only turned. "I don't know if I'm thinking about boys or men. I just want to have something attractive to wear," I said as a compromise."Well I won't do the sewing for you and you'll have to buy the material you use but I can help you learn to do a good job if that is what you want." How much do you think the material for the skirt and maybe a couple of nice pairs of panties will cost?" I asked. I was a bit worried because I really didn't have much in the way of money.She named a figure, and though it. He stared at her, entranced by the spectacle of the gorgeous woman with a mouth full of cock. "Suck the cum out, Mrs. Kelly! Oh, shit, I'm really going to shoot big!" By now Margaret's right hand was a blur, wildly tugging up and down the huge, throbbing cock. She alternated between puckering her cheeks sharply inward and flaring them outward again, keeping a constant, suckling pressure on the tasty fullness of Walter's cock. More cock- juice was burbling out all the time, which Margaret.