"Megan was craning around the painting and her mother to get a better look at her naked brother."Wow" she thought. "He's actually pretty hot looking."... How come you never wanted to paint me?" said Megan, in typical teenage self centeredness."Don't be silly dear" said her mother. "It's not that I WANTED to paint ROBBY. I wanted to paint the figure of a man, and Robby agreed to be my model. If I didn't use Robby I'd have had to hire someone, or paint from a picture, and I don't like doing that.". I felt his dick which was almost on the verge of getting fully erect. I told him to slip his pants down and he did exactly that, without uttering any words and just observing what i was up to. I brought out his dick out and man it was 6 inch long, it was not shaved, but it was decent and strong. I stroked it for some time and then bent down towards it. I took the top and felt it with my tongue. I was in heaven and so was he, i looked at him and he had closed his eyes and dropped his neck. I have the most embarrassed look on my face.All I can do is just turn on the T.V. and put the moviein the DVD player. We sit on the couch staring at thescreen. You have a smile from ear to ear. The movie goeson for a ½ an hour. My cock is so hard I can’t stand it. Yousee my tent I’ve been pitching. You look at me and smileagain. You reach over and unzip my pants. My cock standsstraight up. You place your hand on my cock giving me ahand job. You place your lips against mine. My head tiltsback in. Suddenly I yelped as Mike, who was on my right, had snuck his hand to my right breast and pinched my nipple hard. I about came but turned and tried to slap him. He laughed, grabbing my hand and “tsking” me.About that time the door opened and in walked a well-built black man in a mechanic's jumpsuit. His name tag said “Tyrone.” He was the third actor and he leered at me as he walked up and asked if I was Mrs. Lynn. He told me it was a two hundred dollar charge before even looking at my car. I.