Amber hated the thought. She was popular at school and she wanted to get a cute boy named Alan to like her. She hoped they would marry some day. But A...an probably wouldn't even look twice at her if he could see the pictures.Amber tried again to deep throat him. She vomited in her mouth. She managed to swallow most of her vomit but spit out a little onto the ground next to the big tree and then resumed sucking him off. She knew this was just the preliminaries. He would let her suck his cock for. And although no statistics were kept on such matters, the likelihood that some horny technician would make up an extra copy of the prints for himself was very high indeed. So most people didn't even try.Maybe the Sexual Revolution had started by 1963, but it certainly hadn't carried the day, just yet."You're still not certain you want to do it, are you?" Louise asked me at lunch."I'm kinda scared," I admitted. "I mean, I know you trust Don not to save copies of the photos, but, jeez Louise, you. ’ There are enough divorces and breakups for legitimate reasons without adding the needless splits caused by jealousy!“So, these, now, are my instructions to anyone who hears my voice or watches this feed! Let there be no more of this business of splits over such pettiness! It’s over! The only caveat is that if a woman knows that she’s pregnant by another man, she shall not hide this from her husband or boyfriend. Then again, neither shall the man leave her for it.”“Come on, babe. Let’s go. The shirt fell open as I continued down to my pants. Yes, there is already a bulge just from knowing what you have in mind. I continue unbuttoning the top few buttons of my pants, leaving them open to reveal my now excited cock and just a touch of my pubic hair beneath the fly. I hear you whisper in my ear, "Why don't you get yourself ready." It is more of a purr than a request, so I reached into my pants and take myself in hand, as I sit. I gently stroke myself as my other hand reaches below.