After some time, my wife, one night when we were fucking and playing, said, in an anxious voice, "you haven't shown those photos to anyone have you"?O... course I assured her that I hadn't, and thought of how the guys loved stroking up their hard cocks while imagining what they would do to her as they leered lustingly over her pics.Well time went on, and she became quite relaxed about posing for the camera. Then some months later she again asked whether I'd shown anyone, but this time sounded. Thirumbi vandha ava purushan yaadho vittu pooitannu thirumbi vandhu irukan enna pathutu enna pa yeppidi iruka keatu enna visiyam keata naa anna ku marriage invitation kudaka vandhen sonna seri k pa saputu poo sonnar ah seri uncle saptu pooren sonnen avala pathutea ava anga irundhu pathutu sirikura nee saptuthana da irudhennu appram avar pooitar ava kitchen la ninnutu irundha naa ava kitta pooi avuthu kamicha avalum kaaila pidichi bed room kutitu poona naa avala paduka vachi ulla vitten ennaku. I figured I'd have an even money shot at getting into Merry too, but maybe Sully would nix that idea. Then again, maybe he wouldn't.Well the next afternoon came around and there I was sitting comfortably in the secret room listening to various drones of conversations in the other booths. Merry and Bernie showed up and sat down in the wired booth. I lit up a Lucky, adjusted my balls and listened."Why are you taking so long to fill me in?" A petulant teenage voice whined. That had to be Bernie.. That must have got my Dad excited. He stood up and removed his shirt and underwear he was wearing. It was dark alright but I could see the outline of my Dad's cock. It sent a chill through me. It was big from what I could tell. My Dad's dick was just inches from my face."It's okay," he said to me.I knew what he wanted. I was so worked up right then. I knew it was wrong but I sat up to the edge of the bed. Daddy moved forward. I could feel the tip of his cock touching my lips. I opened for him.