Well, they WERE professional, my boyfriend was a professional photographer. These guys wanted me to become a veried member. Well, I said I would do th...ir little sign in front of me, and I did, and thought nothing of it, but my man thought that the “sex picture police” thing was just a little too wierd, and, after a little while, I did also. So, for those of you, and I’m sure you know who you are, go fuck yourself. If you don’t like it, don’t look. My real life is wierd enough, I want to enjoy. Mutual. Why do you ask?” “I just want to know about the man I’m about to marry,” said Caitlin, tweaking her fiancé’s still slightly tumescent penis. “Is there some dark secret I should know about? Why did you and your ex-wife divorce? Was there something you did?” “Erm…” said Ken, whose penis was beginning to twitch with reawakened desire. “It wasn’t me.” “Are you sure?” asked Caitlin with a teasing smile as she cupped Ken’s testicles in her palm and pecked her lips on its awakening glans. “You. ”“Ms. Alison? OH WOW! You are even more beautiful than you were back when I was in high school. I’ve always thought you were the most beautiful of all the administrators in our school.”“Alice, come give me a hug, Dear - and don’t be bashful either. I want to feel your naked breasts pressing against mine.”They were hugging when Alice pulled back and told her, “I’m sorry, I almost kissed you. I’m so used to kissing Gaby and Mom when we hug.”“Would it bother you to kiss me? I’ve never kissed a. ‘You are one horny bi-sexual mother fucker.’ One afternoon the men were looking particularly stunning. So I gave them a longer looking over than usual as they made their way through the park. I was so into watching them I never noticed that someone had sat down next to me until he introduced himself. ‘Hi!’ he began, extending his hand toward me. ‘I’m Hank.’ Feeling a little embarressed I returned the handshake. ‘Nice to meet you’ I replied. (‘Oh shit! How much did he see?) To make matters worse.