"No way man, her pussy feels way to good," Eric acknowledged, slowly beginning to withdraw his cock, before sinking it back into Ariel.Ariel knew she ...asn't going to be able to fake sleep much longer, as the younger man began to fuck her. She knew it was to late to stop him now, with his cock buried inside of her, and enjoying the feeling of it fucking her, so she decided to enjoy herself. She started lifting her hips up, to meet his thrusts, feeling her pussy getting even wetter"She fucking. Since there is no schoolwork right now, I did not want to go over there as her "buddy" and listen to any of her emotional relationship problems, so I asked her exactly what she needed. She told me her upstairs neighbor was a photographer and she wanted me to go along with her to do a photoshoot Tuesday night. I said, "Sure."When I got to Chae's apartment, she was ready to and we headed up to the photographer's place twenty floors up. The photographer's studio was really nice. Even nicer was. I needed to be used.I needed to be abused. I wanted pain.Pleasure.Abuse.Release.My breathing was erratic, my body a writhing mess, my moans, whimpers and muffled cries were heard only to me, just above the sound of the loud, bass filled music. I struggled against my restraints, my arms flexing, praying for release. Didn't they want me? Was I not sexy enough for them?Still nothing.I was alone.I was desperate.Suddenly, with no warning, I felt dozens of oily hands encompass my body. Fingers and. In a way, it resembled the Thinking Man by Rodin. There was one big difference. The photograph with me as a subject, showed me having an erection, giving clear evidence I was above average in length and girth. My penis was curved in a perfect arc upwards. It was glistening , like it was smeared with oil. The rest of my body had a slight shine, like the skin was covered with sweat. The different luster, created by the camera flash, put the focus on my erection as the center of the photo. It.