I was keen as I hadn't had many other good replies and I had a holiday up so I thought why not.She then started sending pretty inviting messages to me...saying shed done a lot of this even with a couple of other men and that maybe if the chemistry was there we could do erotic poses. I thought about this and kind of thought it wouldn't be possible since her husband was there watching. I thought lets just go get some nude photos, explore my exhibitionism side then come home. After all I hadn't done. Never!She carried the filled glasses back to Jack and handed him one. She was aware of his eyes on her, and she glanced every now and then at the front of his pants. She could see his cock pulsing there, jumping spasmodically from time to time, pushing his trouser material out briefly, and her cunt juices began to flow faster with increased anticipation. The second drink disappeared even more rapidly than the first, as she knew it would, and she quickly poured him another one. He didn't protest. If hissecret got out, he might as well give up ever having any kind of life.He would be constantly teased and bullied by the macho males in hisschool, and the girls wouldn't give him a second look-except one oftotal contempt. He could forget about ever having a date with a realgirl. He'd be lucky not to get the crap kicked out of him every day forthe rest of his school days.He was lucky-none of the girl's friends happened to be present thatnight. But his mom and aunt heaped one humiliation. Larry’s Prick was ugly and smelled like ammonia, limburger and, old sweat socks. I’m sure he didn’t realize it.” “Yes. You’ve mentioned that before.” Replied Jack softly “I can’t blame him for having an ugly penis, but, I mean, limburger is a good cheese if you like limburger, and then maybe you might like the smell of limburger cheese, but a man’s penis shouldn’t smell like limburger cheese. I suppose you could say that a guy’s dick shouldn’t smell like a blueberry muffin, but a blueberry.