It was time to sit back, relax, and enjoy this masturbation session for once, and enjoy my body. I walked over to the built in bench and laid down. I ...pit into my hand and began to go to work. As I stroked with my left hand, I used my right hand right rub up and down my body, first rubbing the washboard that is my abs, then moving up to my pecs, squeezing my nipples. I closed my eyes in the sheer ecstasy of it all. Stroking the 6 inch cock in my left hand, i threw my right hand behind my head. I would greet the models, show them to their rooms. Get anything that my dad and frank needed. Help set up sets, build the dressing rooms and just try to be as helpful as I could. Every once in while a photographer would get rude with me and treat me like I was below him, like I was their personal assistant. I would have loved to speak up for myself but I hate confrontation. I would usually just tell them off in my head but do as I was told. One Saturday afternoon frank called me asking for. She opened and raised her legs as I got in between her and then rested them on my shoulders. We fucked for nearly 10 mins before she came again. My cock was hard as an iron rod in her soft but firm pussy. When you want to come, do it in my mouth she pleaded, so eventually I withdrew and she ripped the condom off. Sitting up she took me in her mouth again and started to suck. She was good at deepthroating and it was whilst I was deep within her that I poured my seed out again, slowly pulling. Today I want to narrate an experience with one of the readers of my stories. As usual please provide me any comments and any ladies looking for fun in Bangalore you can contact me at complete 100% secrecy guaranteedNow diving into the story, I had not checked my mail for a few days as I had gone home post my return from Bangkok, normally I check my mails almost every day. Once I was back in Bangalore I opened my mail and saw a lot of useless mail and was deleting them one by one when I saw a.