I warned him that it would hurt at first; but then he would love the feeling.I aimed the thick tip against his tight opening and again I caressed his ...ock, which still was hard. I moved forward, pushing slowly; but I found some resistance.Victor tried to relax his anal muscles. He grabbed his ass cheeks and spread them even wider for me. I insisted pushing and then this huge black rubber cock entered his asshole.Victor cried in pain, sensing I was pushing even harder; now going in and out from. I was concentrating on my work when I hear her sniffle from behind me."What is it sis?" I asked turning around.For many minutes she just cried so I went to sit beside her on the bed."It's Frank Slater," she sobbed, "he wants me to give him a blow job." What!" I exclaimed, positive that I must have misheard her."He says I have to suck his dick or he'll hurt you," she sobbed."Hey, hey," I soothed, taking into my arms and for not the first time I found that she was no longer that scrawny thing I. Everyone was confused about what to do next. The guys tried to persuade us to continue further but none of the girls dared to proceed any further. One guy then suggested that we play truth or dare. All this while, we had been consuming a lot of alcohol. The truth or dare game resulted in ever more quantities of alcohol entering our system. The harmless questions gave way to more risque ones. Then , I got the question "do you masturbate" to which I answered "yes". When the other girls were asked. Needless to say, I enjoyed my work. If there was a downside it was knowing I could hurt my reputation by having relationships with the models I photographed.Even though I'm concentrating on my work it's not easy to get through a shoot without getting hard. For the models and my protection, there is a female assistant present at all times.I must have gone through half a dozen assistants; a few quit because they weren't comfortable with the types of poses etc.Once again I put out an ad and made.