He findsmodels for me. Bellas who are willing to experience somethingof what my painting is about. To cross that threshold where pleasure and painand... longing and desire cross and become something great." Annette shook her head. "But how?" My Painter smiled. "Hunter takes them there of course, while I paint. Itis romantic, exquisite, and erotic. It is my muse." I watched as her magic worked upon the young woman before us. I saw as Annette'smind flashed through the images on the painting,. He was going to try anyway.Holding it from as close to its solid base, Russel held him in his hands, amazed at its full size and girth. He extended his tongue and began licking the fat plum looking head of that cock. Pre cum taste was not very salty off the tip of his long shaft. George’s hands immediately started working into his hair and his hips pushing into Russel’s mouth.Russel opened wide without resistance and George filled his mouth with the black flesh. Russ wanted all of him. Russel. “I, I, uh, I don’t, I, know…”“Be a gentleman,” she said, nodding towards her door.He pulled the car into a parking spot, gave her one more look, before exiting the car and coming around to open hers. He watched the red toenails of her feet in her strappy lace-up sandals emerge from the car. Her belly button said hello as her small white T-shirt lifted a little. The brown hair curled around her face as she stood close to him before turning to walk to the front door.He exhaled loudly and closed. Just not until after you fuck my sissy slaves ass its her first bareback fuck. I'd be lying if I pretended I wasnt nervous and changing my mind all week until I was waiting in our motel room. I got more and more excited as I waited then they showed up in long baggy coats I locked the extra latch behind them and turned to see the exact same outfits from my dirty pics. Do you like how both of your whores dressed for you I couldn't really say anything which didnt matter since 5 seconds later I had.