I gasped. There was more though.She continued, saying that Jane had often mentioned that she would love to tell me so that we could have some FFM sex ...but didn't know what my reaction would be. So she never did come out with it.By now my cock was stirring at the thought, my brain racing as to how we could make it work without Jane knowing what had gone on today. But Anne already had a plan and was ahead of me. On her next visit the following week we would put it into action. I couldn't wait.. As my finger gets deeper and deeper you start begging for me to touch your cock...I tantalisingly run my nails up and down the shaft as you whimper with pleasure. I replace my finger with my vibrator as I start wanking you hard. My nails are digging into you as my grip gets tighter and you can really feel the sharp edges as I run my fingers over the tip. You tell me you can't hold back much longer but that's not allowed so I smack you hard across the arse...this gets you even more excited so I. . Stop lying to me... You always make stuff up!... That can't be true... Really you need to stop lying!", screamed Jelmer angry. Chris was very surprised by this reaction. At worst he expected a reprimand for going behind Jelmer's back. But this was much worse. His lover thought he was deliberately lying to him. Jelmer got even angrier at Chris after he told him that it was the truth. "Okay... IN THAT CASE, YOU BETTER LEAVE!... I don't mind you fuck around... BUT DO NOT LIE TO ME, ASSHOLE!... I. Ok, the studio. Well, as I said, I sleep in my living room in order that I can turn the one bedroom in this apartment into a studio. I keep my easel, my supplies and my art books in this room. I have a window with a view of the street, so I use white curtains to let in the natural light when I want to block out distractions. But just as often I like to look out at the business below me. It helps me to get energized, it makes me feel less lonely, sometimes it inspires me or sets me off into a.