Everyone laughed.The woman (never did learn her name) moved back so I could get up. I slipped my shoes and socks off, stood off and let my pants fall...to the floor. I kicked the socks and shoes and my underwear to the corner by the couch I had sat on.I left my denim shirt on, but open so that she and all the others could see my hairy chest. I was rolling on the condom when she spoke to me for the first time. "How do you want me stud?" I told her to get up on the couch, her knees on the. .."Like what you see there?" Yes I do!" he says with a smile, "You have a beautiful body." Mmmmmm, thats what my boyfriend tells me." I say."I bet, although Im starting to wonder if this boyfriend exists...?" He does, he's just taking his time, I wonder where he is?"And I turn to look for you but you are nowhere to be seen.He's looking too, and when its obvious that there is no one else around, he moves a little closer again and gently puts his hand on my shoulder.He looks into my eyes with a. Saturday morning, we walked into the kitchen, poured ourselves some coffee and sat down on either side of her at the kitchen table. I got chosen to be the one to do the talking somehow. I don’t think I’ve ever been that nervous.Robin, your mom and I have something to talk with you about. We’ve fought over it,gotten sick and repulsed by it, and finally decided to get it out in the open and let you decide. It began when your mom told me about you looking at my dick. Robins face turned beet red,. Two cubicals along from this one, months later, my clothes were ripped from my body, and my cunt penetrated and cummed in, the price I paid for my debauchery, bent double, my ass in the air, my silence guaranteed, as he bore into me, he came in a few strokes, but I lost my phone with camera, and the photos detailing my history of my perversion. I stood where I normally stood, photographing men as they pissed, they never looked up and that afforded me the opportunity to capture them, I had more.