Even when they got requests for full R-rated photos Junior clicked away with client pleasing pictures.Peter Sr’s road to Hell began when he attended...a two-day seminar for independent photographers. Someone had slipped a USB stick in his pocket. It contained a one-day pass to a hidden pay site containing underage smut. Girls as young as 7 or 8 were shown as sexualized objects. He could pay by the month for selected content or pay by generating content. The signup procedure looked a bit. His cock was throbbing, trying to stick straight like it did when he woke in the mornings sometimes. He quickly looked down and saw the bulge in the front of his rough leather loincloth. The woman, this goddess, began to walk down the line of captives, examining each one closely. Sometimes, she would halt and stoop over, staring deeply into their eyes. Jacob saw her lips move, but no sound went with it. Every once in a while, she would gesture with her hand and one of the soldiers would. Brian said as everyone laughed. Should we leave? one asked jokingly. Well yeah, it is my house. So get the hell out. Brian replied also jokingly. With that, Brian waved Jordan to come in. He did, just as everyone else had began to leave. Jordan attracted both funny looks, and looks of jealousy from some of the girls who walked by Jordan. Jordan eventually enters the garage and stands in front of Brian, not yet saying a word. The two are now alone. Whats your name? Brian asked. Jordan… replied. That night we walked again to the local pub, not so far away; I told Anita to go in first and text me if that black guy was there, as I would wait outside. After two minutes she texted me stating that her admirer was at the bar and had already made an approach to her, so I went back home to get everything ready. Throughout the rest of the night Ana kept texting me with updates on how it was going, saying she had been having a few drinks and she was very horny thinking about fucking that black.