He told me you seemed to have developed up top as well. I cansee what he meant, although if I remember correctly, when we weretogether you had a bit o... that already, didn't you?"Her barrage of compliments and then questions about my appearance caughtme off-guard. Especially about my chest. I had gotten somewhat used toit being atypical and most people didn't mention it if they noticed. Iblushed and stuttered out something about it being a condition I hadsince puberty. She quickly agreed that I. He gave his cock several firm strokes when it suddenly began to erupt. He shot numerous streams of cum over each of Ann’s tits while I watched from just inside the doorway to our bedroom. I stood there in awe of him, and I watched as his cum oozed down the sides of my wife’s big tits. I couldn’t believe what I had just witnessed, and it left me extremely drained and very emotional.It took Ann several minutes to regain her composure, and she finally made her way off the bed and past me into the. I told myself it was because I was bored with it, that I hated darkroom work, that I was only doing it because Dad did it and my brother the jerk did it, and I didn't really want to do it, anyway.That wasn't entirely true, though. The fact is that while I was no Ansel Adams, I got some pretty good results. Mostly in portraits, now and then in a landscape. Lee was my primary subject in the early years, no surprise there, and our kids when they came along, alone and in groups, sometimes with. Not least, our members. One unnamed gentlemen of ourBoard generously contributed items from his primitive art collection,once he became doubtful of their provenance.I note that the room is due for a serious clean-up next week. Actionitems: two bottles of sexual lubricant stashed in plant pots;similarly, a pill bottle (probably poppers); evidence of ejaculatoryremains in various locations (particular attention required in wipingfronds, which may be damaged by this), and; poorly positioned.