" Your birthday is about two months away" I noted. "So you better get busy" stated with a smile as his cock got very hard. "Mmmm, we’ll see" I whisp...ered before going down on him as I moved around so we could 69 before making love.The next week, he gave me the name of the photographers who "auditioned" the young women in the advertising community for fun. I made phone contact with one, and set up an "information-gathering" session while Paul was away on a three-day business trip.……The. My old dick twitched – a surprise to me because it didn’t happen too much any longer. I’d been on medications for a few years by then that tended to sap my erections. Now I’d also been married by then to my current wife for fourteen years. As a result of its loss our previously fairly active sex life had become virtually nonexistent.The last couple of times we tried to make love, my stiffness had flagged and that was as far as it went. That didn’t mean I didn’t still have frequent thoughts. The plat-form of his snow-white bosom, that was laid out in a manly proportion, presented on the vermilion summit of each pap, the idea of a rose about to blow.Nor did his shirt hinder me from observing that symmetry of his limbs, that exactness of shape, in the fall of it towards the loins, where the waist ends, and the rounding swell of the hips commences, where the skin, sleek, smooth, and dazzling white, burnishes on the stretch over firm, plump, ripe flesh, that crimped and ran into. Why are you still naked?" the woman asked, looking surprised this time.Sandra smiled at her and answered, "Because she knows how much I like to run around like this!" You do?" the woman asked puzzled. "So, you like being punished like this." She didn't at first," Veronique answered this time. "But during the past week, she found out that she likes it, a lot. Probably even too much for her own good."The woman gasped and asked Sandra, "You have been naked for a whole week?" Yep," Sandra.