(But in no picture was I masturbating or doing anything sexual.)My personal favorite picture showed me lying on a banana lounge, with my body sun-dapp...led, and a very hard vertical erection, looking especially large because of the foreshortening of the lens with my feet closest to the camera. I remember I had a cock ring on, but that it was not visible, so my erection was as impressive as it could be. The last photo was a close-up showing just my flushed cock & balls, larger than life size. My. ''''dont be shy, this is your cock , no one can come here its quiet and secret, just suck like you want boy, i really need it''his word sinking in, that calm voice convincing me it was all ok''hold it , and kiss it until you want a taste''my fingers around the veiny shaftholding it up ,taking place closer head between his legs down and my lipse kissed the cockhis calm voice telling me it feels goodas i kiss him down all around his hard cockstarting to feel horny holding him kissing it i. Did you ever answer Jennifer’s question?”“No,” I said. “I didn’t. She didn’t expect an answer anytime soon.”“Do you know the answer?”“It’s confusing as hell,” I sighed. “It’s easy to have sex with someone like Keisha or Jill. Or April. It’s a whole different thing to be with Bethany. And Jennifer? You know damned well how I feel about her, and always have. That never changed.”“She was the one I always thought could steal him away,” Kara said. “Not Bethany. Well, Bethany kind of had him, sort. We barely even knew the bride!Everyone started to make their way upstairs for the dinner. My wife found our name tags and took note that we were assigned table nineteen. We navigated the dinner hall and found our table, sort of tucked away towards the corner. There was a table to our right and one behind us.I was most disappointed we were so far from the dance floor and the make-shift bar set up inside the room. I counted three tables between us and the dance floor. Being a man with such a huge.