The dress slid down her slender body to puddle at her feet, leaving her wearing only her bra, panties and heels.The bra was next. Faith unhooked it an...d then slid the straps off of the elegant shoulders. Jane smiled as she saw the beautiful pendulous orbs coming into view. They were every bit as full and firm as she had hoped for and they were delightfully capped with dark, stiffened nipples. Finally, Faith knelt and slid down the panties, helping Heather to step out of them and the dress.““You. Except for one small piece."It's just that, you haven't talked to me or even, looked at me."Patrick could now add the emotion shame to the fear he felt. Time to be honest. "You're right Jane, I'm sorry. I, just didn't know how to act. It was stupid of me I know, but, well, I'm sorry." The last was said in hope that Jane wouldn't delve further into his answer, he was too far into it than what he was prepared to talk about.Jane placed her hand on his and smiled. "You don't have to say you're. Once he reached her center, he blew warm air on her cunt. She gasped. He then kissed her cunt, then slowly began to lick her. Gently spreading her lips and the licked her more and more passionately.He then began to lick her clit. Her body began to writhe with each lick. He knew he had her. He began to lick her faster and faster. He licked her clit… sucked it… faster and faster. Soon she was moaning, groaning, panting. He felt as if she was about to cum at any time.He stopped.Then licked her. She’d chosen two of my paintings that were real favorites. One was of Kendra, working naked and bent over her clay model. It was the first day Mavis and I posed for her large bronze. Annette was behind her, rubbing her shoulders. The other painting she’d chosen was of her and Susan, caught in an embrace as they posed in front of the window. It was just before I joined them and lay Susan on the daybed with Annette. I just watched as my Lady danced around the pieces until she was satisfied.“You.