I popped my finger out of his ass, licked my fingers really quick and plunged three of them up his ass and returned his throbbing cock to my throat. A... soon as i got all 3 fingers as far as they would go, and my mouth squeezed down on his cock, he grabbed my head and humped his cum deep into my throat. I gagged and choked over this enormous load spewing out of his dick and mostly out of my mouth. He squirt six or seven times while he held me on his cock and then pulled out and shot four more. "Dizzy?" Bobby asked."A little," Hanes said, his voice low. "Crap, I'm weak." You're doing fine. Just sit there until you feel like standing."A couple of minutes later when Hanes said he was ready, "Okay, here we go," Sandra said as they helped him. "Just stand up very slowly. If you feel like you're going to fall, or you get dizzy, just put your weight on us. Okay?" Yeah," Art said, shifting his weight off the bed onto his left foot and with both women helping him, he pivoted and sat in the. My very first photo op was a photo shoot for the cover and centerfold with an up-and-coming male supermodel named Frederico Di Pellani from Italy. He was tall, dark, buff, and handsome. He had short, black hair, deep, soulful chocolate brown eyes, chiseled face, and a sexy little smile. When he arrived, he smiled at me and then kissed my hand. He was almost as sexy as either Fabio or Antonio Sabato Jr. For the photo shoot, Frederico was to be a biker on a Harley-Davidson motorcycle. He came out. "BEG!" I shouted. She was squirming, twisting, writhing desperately under me as I played with her. “You want this big hard cock, don't you?” I said rubbing it harder against her clit, feeling her lift her ass off the bed, arching her back, reaching for my cock. “Oh fuck! Please! Please! Give it to me. Fuck me!” My cock was throbbing with the need to explode, her pleading words taking me to the edge. "BEG!" I said again, both of us crazed. “Fuck me! Fuck me! I want it. Give it to me! Stop.