She walked to the refrigerator to get chilled water. She leaned against the cabinet and stared at the drawing pad on the table. The beginnings of a c...ityscape were apparent. The foreground was entirely erased. She often used either herself or Ande for the model of any woman in her art and her dad, because his features were the masculine manifestation of her own, or her friend Jake as the model for men. Because she both had the images of these people ingrained in her mind and pictures of them. I felt her pour out her sweet honey and I licked her clean without wasting a single drop of it.She had a big smile on her face and got up…on all fours she approached me and said…”now it’s your turn big boy…let me taste you…”. This was all I could take…I was waiting to push my prick into her mouth. She grabbed my throbbing fuck stick and without warning pushed the entire thing into her mouth.My dick again started growing and it became erect. This time I allowed her to suck till about 15 mins. Oh. I raced in there, making sure that her door was closed, and sat down on the toilet for the most needed jack-off I had ever had, thinking the whole time about her cute little ass that had just been right there on my bed. The next day our parents had to go off for work again, and so it was just going to be the two of us all day. She came in to my room wearing the same bikini from the day before, and this time there was no shirt. I noticed that her tits werent quite as small as I had thought the. I asked her whether to continue which she nodded positively.Also she said that her husband never had time to look her matters and my act made her sensuous and she was imagining that her husband was doing it. I was guilty conscious now and was about to stop it but she took hold of my hands and kept it on her chest and asked to remain some more time. I was moved by her request and sat by her side. She placed her head on my lap and told that she felt sexually starved and asked whether I could help.