“Your place or mine?” I playfully replied.She gave me a wry smile, and a laugh but never answered my question.It took about 10 minutes to drive to...her place.I parked out front of her house, turning off the car to try to prolong the time with her. I hoped that she would be slow in exiting my car.“Would you like to come in for a coffee?” she asked.“Yessssssss!!” I shouted quietly to myself. This was much better than I had ever hoped.“Yes ... that would be lovely” I replied instead.We made our way. That voice sounded so familiar though. I kept sucking and licking his penis like the expert cock sucker I was and pushed the curiosity out of my head.I saw the chair beside me pull out as the man sat down. All I could see were his black pants and old mahogany leather shoes as he pulled himself and his chair under the table. His knees were inches away from me but that was of no concern. I was focused on my current task.“You look a little flush Mark. Is everything ok?” asked Tom.“Oh ya. My. ." H-hi, h-hello, hey, I saw your ad in the paper," I gulped, "about male models?" my voice hit a high note with "models"."Yeah...how old are you?" I turned 18 a month ago-" I stammered."We will need proof of that. Along with some pictures. I need headshots, and bodyshots. I want pictures of your ass and cock as well. Send me a picture of your drivers license and then once I look at it, you can send me the pics I requested. Are we clear?" Y-yes, sir..." I was terrified. Sir???"Send it to the. Momi mo banda mula ku dhari kheluthile aau majhire majhire mo gua ku finger re ting ting karuthile. Bahut mazza laguthila aau majhire majhire deha sitei uthuthila. Hele mausi mo banda ku jabudi dhari banda aga ku finger mari garam karauthile. Aau mu khali aaaaaaahha uuuuhhhhuuu heuthili. Majhire majhire rigad kari mausi doodha ku daluthili. Mo banda pura bia ku genhiba boli ting hei khada heithila. Banda ta khali dhakei dhakei deaunthila hele mausi tight kari dharithile. Thik jemiti water.