Dear Betty and Carlin,

Here are some  photos of me for the gallery,  I can remember fondling myself  at  about 5 or 6 years of age, and I distinctly remember at the age of 6 when I had a burning  erection or “boner” as we called it back when I was a teen .

I am a woman over 65, sexually abused. Never had consensual sex except with my hands or toys. I am so ashamed of what seems like my ugliness and uncleanness. With the bumps on my labia. I was so moved the first time I was examined by my doctor, because we know each other well and it felt much more vulnerable than in the gynecologists office.

I am happy with my look. It is pinkish, but can look a light tan now and then. It is smooth. My size is a bit above average in length erect and rather thick at the base.

I love how it is thick at the base and how it tapper at the head. My head for me is perfect in looks. I am circumcised, but still have my frenulumn and would not have it any other way. My balls can hang low at times, but does suck up with hard and or cold.

Do not talk to or have a name for my dick. With one hand stroking it hard but with variations of power.

I’ll never forget that fortuitous evening when my relationship with my master took a most drastic turn. Ah, but first let me introduce myself…Maximus is my name, I’m my master’s penis. This picture of me was taken while basking in the sun on a beautiful summer day, something I like to do in great measure, pun intended. I love the balmy feeling of the sun, how my testicles loosen, how my shaft absorbs the vibrant solar energy, all in erotic communion with Mother Nature.

Since being with my man, he has made me love my pussy and I am more aware now of how it looks. Love the color. My clit size is fine. My inner lips are small at first, but once engaged in the act they get rather large. My outer lips are puffy at first but then the seem to flatten out and get wrinkly. It is pink but does get a bit brown with sexual. 

I don't have name, do not talk to it. She screams for an orgams and it has to happen. I shave around the pussy and leave hair on the pub. 

Here I am, shaving and shooting photos of my pussy, editing them in haste and uploading them before Betty and Carlin close down the gallery. Or before my sister, who came back when I just finished shooting, sees something. It's just my luck that she does. A vulva is splayed on my screen. She goes squealing to our mum. Since they don't know it's mine I can just say that I'm watching some erotic photos. I don't want to play the educator today. They buy it. Peace at last.