Hard-House Night

Apparently suggested by my friend DJ Jenny B - http://pmorgan1969.blogspot.com/2009/12/dj-jennyb.html - my local club, Flex, got in touch with me. They were doing a Hard-House Night, back to the 80s and wanted some retro ads to go with it. Plus pictures and asked me if I had anything or anyone that might be interested.

As I think I've mentioned before, my assistant Peaches is always keen and so I used her. The white band was asked for by the club, they want to put their name across it. This is a detail really and the picture won't - so far as I know - take up the whole poster. It'll be cool to see it though, especially Peaches' cleavage flashed up all over town!

The stories I could tell you about...

...Rachel. I saw her for a few months, after P & I split up properly the first time and she was fucking gorgeous - absolutely fucking gorgeous. As always, I took plenty of pictures of her but haven't used any yet because, well, you don't get back in touch with an old flame and say "hey, I have a website now, can I publish those pics we took back in the day?"

So imagine my surprise when she emailed me, to the effect of "hey, why aren't I on your blog?" And she sent me this. Which I'll gladly publish.

So you'll be hearing a lot more about Rachel in the coming weeks.

P, lying on the floor

I hadn't posted for a couple of days and, for some reason, I seem to be getting a few visitors, so I thought I'd put up a pic or two. This is P, from back in the day - great arse, great pussy, great feet!

Photographing other men's wives

This is Sal. She and her husband rang me up, it was his 40th birthday and he wanted to do something special and couldn’t figure out what it was. By all accounts, Sal is a ‘very quiet girl’ and realised that she could give him a wonderful gift, a set of prints of her in glamour poses - he’d never expect it, wouldn’t show it around and it’d pep up their relationship.

I was the bloke they came to.



I went over to their house one Sunday afternoon and spent a while getting Sal relaxed and ready. We went up to the bedroom and hubby decided to stay downstairs, not wanting to spook his wife. We talked about what he liked - tits and panties - and took it from there.

She was a good looking woman, somewhere in her late 30s, but she’d taken good care of herself and could have passed for several years younger. We took several shots of her by the skylight window and I was urging her, gently, to take things further. The bra came off fairly easily, as she started to get into it and trust me and I got her to sit on the bed, to get panty shots. Those turned into hands-in-panties shots - not a problem for me! - and eventually I managed to get her to take her panties off.

Now this is where I turned slightly unprofessional - I love tits too, by God do I love tits, but I also like a nice juicy cunt and a good pair of feet. So the last shot was one for me and it was fucking beautiful.

More satisfied customers, all round!

We finally got together!

It cleared up over here in the afternoon, so I took off for Lizzy's and we had a wonderful evening and night together, including a walk in a fresh snowfall, where she decided to go completely commando under her coat. And let me take a picture! Good times!

Another phone pic

I'm not seeing Lizzy until the weekend but if she keeps sending pics like this to me, I don't know that I'll be able to wait that long!

Happy New Year!

As you can see in the photo below, I had an absolutely storming New Year - hope you did too!