Slowly, he grabbed a clean rag and ran it over her back and legs, wiping mostly of his cum from her flesh, then helped pull up her pants while she gen...tly tucked his half-hard cock back into his own.There was a small smile from Catalina, and when she looked at Diego, he smiled, too. They started laughing, and Kieu-Linh joined them. Hitch just smiled and buzzed from his orgasm. The couple on the rug settled back onto the rug and held each other while Kieu-Linh stepped to the window and peered. He stood looking down her exposed top, a smile spread on his wrinkled and craggy face, slowly turning to a leer upon the realization she was u*********s, he diverted his attention to me, sitting unladylike with my camera, 'Shall I release them', I smiled at his cockiness, 'At your peril', I replied.His hand went down and touched her between her breasts, she remained unaffected as she slumbered, I said nothing, just raised my camera and shot as his finger clearly left its indent on her firm but. ‘Just don’t mind the clutter. It’s organized chaos in there.’ She was right about that. There were all sorts of card tables covered with tubes of oil paint, colored chalk, crayons in a bewildering array of colors, pencils and ink pens, and tins of watercolor paints. She had easels standing everywhere with half-finished works and works that were barely begun. There were caricatures, portraits, landscapes, dreamscapes, even a couple of abstract drawings that I assumed were experiments of some. More than I thought she could take. Her body jerked in a spasm and she arched her back to push her tits further into my hands. Her head flew back and she sucked in a loud gasp of air. I shoved my dick up her cunt and stood to my full 6'3” hight. Her pussy lips were gripping the base of my shaft. I lifted her body up in the air, impaling her on my prick. That did it. She had one of the most violent orgasms I'd seen yet. She pushed on the glass window and fell back against my chest. She was.