There is the obvious, puritanical view that living where I did must have corrupted me from an early age and damaged me for life. On the other hand, of... course, as a teenager, I saw more naked women than most guys could dream of! All in all, I was an very happy c***d. I was well looked after and wanted for very little. It was a life I could safely recommend.I suppose, by the standards of most young men, my teenage years were a bit weird. I had developed quite an appetite for voyeurism that, while. I reassured her that it was strictly business and the photos were hers to do what she wanted with.She finally agreed and as we started snapping things were getting a little too hot and I was getting a hard on. My friend was directing her and as she pulled her panties aside showing her beautiful bald pussy I nearly exploded. Before long she was totally naked on all fours, on her back holding herself open. My friend nudged me and winked at me then he turned to her and said could he get some of. She couldn't pretend to him, or live a lie like that, they were too close. Besides, he of all people in the world knew that Sally was not and never could be a nymphomaniac. She was, in fact, the next thing to frigid! Sex caused a revulsion in her that he was well aware of, to his sorrow, but that he had not been able to overcome with all his patience and tenderness in approaching her.He stumbled... a ghastly thought had taken possession of his reeling mind. What if--he'd heard of such. Now, seeing as Mr. Calloway hasn't bothered to introduce you to us or us to you I'll do the honours. I'm Vikki Thompson, slut one."She indicated in my direction as she thrust her pussy onto Leigh Calloway's extended digit until it was fucking her. "Superstud here is my boyfriend Justin Robertson." She indicated the ever-present erection that was trying to push through my trousers. "I'm thinking of calling him my 'Power Pack' because he's Everyready!"When her little joke had received its.