" she said, her voice drifting from the back room. "And what is that?" I asked. "This." I watched as Mrs. Austen exited the back room in a paint splat...tered Robe she then sat on a high stool and disrobed. My heart began to pound as she sat there stark naked. "You see before you the female form. The soft curves and delicate features are perfect for drawing reality. See how the light and shadow dance across my skin how it almost glows...now draw. As rediculois as it sounds I began to get the hang. But we found a couple of ways to interact quite naturally without requiring words. The first was through music. When she saw my laptop on the table with a couple of decently sized speakers plugged into it, she got excited and began playing her favorite songs off the internet for me to hear. They were Korean pop songs, with bright, ear candy flavor to them. She half-danced to the tunes while sitting across the table from me, and I watched, in awe of her spontaneous and cheery demeanor. “Do you. I had two men in the kitchen talking and realized I lost track of Lisa and two other men. I went up to Lisa's room and found them, on the bed naked. I had never seen people naked like this, I mean Lisa was very wet and the men had very large erections. One of the men was already fucking Lisa. The sounds and smell made my pussy tingle and I started to get horny. The one man stood stroking his cock watching. I could see Lisa's wet pussy and the cock going in and out, the man's nut sack slapping. Couldn’t do that last night tho, could you?” She smiled. “Good morning to you too. You’re welcome.”“Thank you, Victoria. Where did you get these amazing tattoos?” She asked, examining the fine details and super creative artwork up close, tracing a flower lightly with a fingertip. “My house. I kinda got carried away.”“Wow, cool! You must’ve spent a fortune an all of this, it’s really good art.”“Nope, spent very little on the ink, I did most of it myself,” she yawned.Stacey sat up,.