I am a 37 year old single bachelor professional photographer and have made a good living over the years. My studio is very well equipped with all the ...atest digital technology. I stand about six feet tall, brown hair with a fairly good build. I try to stay in shape by working out at least 3-4 times a week. I’ve had several women over the years tell me I look like Mel Gibson but frankly I don’t see the resemblance. Allison had now just turned 16 and her mother had been after me to put. It gave my sore muscles some relief, so much so that I closed my eyes in contentment and... The smell of coffee could probably wake me from my grave. I rolled over in the soft sheets, my face turning in the direction of the delicious waft. I could almost feel my body tensing from the withdrawal. I needed professional help.“Good morning.”I opened one eye, squinting because it was way too fucking bright.“Says who?” I grumbled.“Says me. Do you want some coffee or not?”“Help me up before it gets. . rape... the. mmmmm... willing." Her movements went harder and faster. Her spasms began like lightning bolts and she let out a loud cry of pleasure.He grabbed her to him and rolled on top of her. "You said the ceremony only counted with a hard fuck!" He became more vigorous thrusting slow, hard, and deep.She gasped, "I'm thrilled that you remember the ritual." She pushed up hard against him, "No more talking during services!" The words were barely out of her mouth before she cried out again. ”She was frozen for half a minute before a bubble of a laugh escaped from her, only the once.Again silence - each of us eating our food while stealing peaks of the other.“Its impossible, you know that don’t you honey?”I simply nod. I knew that but I also decided to risk it all on telling her tonight how I felt. We had promised that of the other, as we became close those years ago, friends even.“I am married ... to your father!”Another nod, my eyes looking at her though my chin was tucked nearly.