1. Bobbi


    Date: 7/17/2015, Categories: Gay Male, Shemales, Author: klammer, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    suite with a small bar. Helen fixed a drink for herself, and asked what I wanted. I took a Gin & Tonic. &#034I know you're wondering what I wanted you to come up here for,&#034 she said. &#034I thought it might be easier for us to discuss the more personal aspects of the job in a more private setting, and I would also like to get a photo or two of you here. I have a little catalog of my girls that I show to some clients, and we couldn't do that in the restaurant. Is that all right with you?&#034 I agreed. It sounded like a good idea. &#034Put on your stole, and stand by the sofa, please,&#034 Helen asked. I did, and she produced a 35MM camera. I struck a pose, and the strobe flashed. I was in her catalog. &#034Sit down on the sofa, and hold your drink,&#034 Helen said, and the strobe flashed a second time. &#034Now we need a few that may be a little more intimate,&#034 Helen said. &#034Would you take off your dress?&#034 I thought for a moment, but it seemed reasonable that her clients would like to see what they were getting, so I agreed, and reached for the zipper. &#034Not here,&#034 said Helen. &#034We'll do these in the bedroom.&#034 She followed me to the bed. I stripped to just my bra, panties, garter-belt, hose, and heels, and Helen asked me to sit on the bed. The covers were already turned down, so I struck a few sexy poses there. Helen photographed all of them. &#034I have one personal request of you,&#034 Helen said. &#034I'd like to see you nude. I don't show ...
    nudes to the clients, but I'd like some pictures of you that way for my personal album. Would that be all right?&#034 This I had not expected, but I did not see the harm in it. I liked being photographed dressed or undressed, so I agreed, and started removing my stockings. Helen snapped a few pictures of me as I stripped, but she seemed more intent on watching me undress for her. That was fine with me too, and soon I was lying nude on my back on the bed with my little penis still carefully in its tuck. Helen took four pictures of me that way. &#034Could I see your cock?&#034 Helen asked. I had sort of expected that. Almost everyone who saw me nude also wanted to see my penis. Some liked looking at it for its own sake, and some needed to see it to satisfy themselves that I really was not a girl. Whatever the reason, if I had gone that far, I always complied, even if it was never my favorite thing to do. I flexed my thighs, and let my little penis out for Helen to see. Helen just stared at it for a while. Knowing her line of work, this was not a sight that was unfamiliar to her, but she looked at my little penis as if it were the first time she had ever seen one. &#034It doesn't look right at all,&#034 she said. &#034What doesn't?&#034 I asked. &#034That on you,&#034 she replied. &#034Every other detail of your body, even when you're nude, is that of a small breasted girl. You just don't look right with a cock.&#034 I nodded, saying, &#034I just don't feel right with one either. ...