I froze with my cock deep in the old hag’s pussy. The thought of the old hag’s hubby fucking me had me shaking in fear. Then I felt his finger ent...ering my ass with a slight twinge of pain followed by a nice feeling as he contacted my prostate. As he massaged my prostate, a warm feeling came over me and my feeling of fear began to rescind. Then I felt the head of his cock begin to rub around my asshole. “Come on fuck me,” the old hag roared. “Easy love, you will get fucked, just be patient,” her. As Sam left that Saturday morning I was getting excited and nervous. I was in my head working hard to talk myself into seducing Timmy. I decided that I would take a nice warm shower shaving my legs close and make sure my pussy was also clean shaven. After my shower I posed in front of the mirror thinking to myself that I hoped my 17 year old neighbor would be excited by my 34 year old body. I rubbed the smooth skin around my fresh shaved pussy and thought “Yeah he will want his cock in here.” I. While at home, you walk on a leash right behind me, with your tounge between my legs while I walk and ignore you. When I have to pee, you will be my toilet. You will get aroused by me, pissing in your mouth, so your dick gives you so much pain in its chastity that you almost can't take it, but you want to tak it, because my pussy is all you live for. When you are hungry, I feed you the cum in condoms of a hundred men, I abuse everyday like you, with the difference that they wear a condom. Perfectly balanced in surface tension. I sense somehow that the artist is a woman, but…’ Orcutt’s voice trailed away in a realization flooding into his consciousness. He had just recently seen a painting in The Court so similar in style and meaning that it had to be the same artist. In fact he had left Eva Valiente with an open commission for more work by this painter, but his inquiries about the artist had been refused. Suddenly the coincidence of the erotic artist’s initials, ‘S.M.’, with the.