Thank you Carl."Junior gave Carl a hug, "You'll arrange a photo session in the warehouse?" It'll be my pleasure."Mr. Adams grinned. "Photo session?"Ye..., Sir. Every one who guided me through the process. You all look so neat in your grey shirts and blue pants. Shoes so polished I could see my reflection in the toe. Office staff, too. You'll come, Mr. Adams?" Certainly, ten minutes? Carl? You'll have everyone involved there?"In the sureness of time, the pictures were taken.The four dock men with. Oh god, she was getting turned on by this! I tried to get up but she gently pushed against my muscular chest back down. Truth be told, I probably could’ve stopped her, but I didn’t want to. “What does it look like? I’m stroking your cock” she said with a giggle. “Stop! You can’t do this! You’re my sis-ohhhh”Before I could finish that sentence, she pressed her lips against the head of my cock and stuck her ass up into the air. I felt her lips brush the head of my cock and then make their way. "It simply means abnormal, uncontrollable sexual desire in men. It's also called satyromania." Hmm—uncontrollable sexual desire," Danny said. "Well, yeah, I have to admit, I do have that. Is there any cure for it?" No, there's no cure, but there is treatment." Well, what about the other problem—what did you call it? Erect malfunction?" Erectile dysfunction. That's a medical term. What it is is that you experience an almost constant erection." Well, yeah, I do. So is there a cure for that?". We lay together kissing and stroking each other gently without speaking. ‘I’m definitely bisexual,’ Gary said as we lay dozing on the bed. ‘Me too,’ I agreed, reaching over and kissing him again. We fell asleep in each other’s arms and I awoke an hour later. Gary was still sleeping, laying on his front and snoring slightly. I moved close to him, running my hands down his back to his buttocks. Gary moaned in his sleep and raised his hairy bum into my hands. I pushed him down and spread his.