The two cheerleaders followed Claire downstairs into what looked like the lobby of a museum. Directly in front of them was an enormous painting of a n...aked woman reclining on a bed. Each of the other three walls also boasted a nude — one a smaller painting, one a photograph, and one a sculpture.“This is Mimi’s private museum,” explained Claire. Looking around, Olivia noted that all four pieces seemed to be depictions of the same woman. After further study she decided that the woman was, in fact,. I want to see what he’s doing. I can’t do anything. Only feel.His hands travel down to my waist, tickling me, then to my hips and behind squeezing my cheeks.Oh my god! I’m so wet. It’s so arousing.I finally move my hands. On his biceps, his muscular shoulders, his neck, in his hair. I try to breath, but this is too much. I open his shirt and look at his chest, touch his skin. My hands are shaking, the feeling is too strong. His smell is mesmerizing: a musky aftershave mixed with his sweat and. Held over his head for sure but always kept private."You do make some very good points...Ok do you have one in his size?"Lisa smiled, she was getting very excited about the prospect of seeingthis poor wimpy husband made to go home and wear a girl's uniform infront of so many people but even more thrilling was his wife who wasgoing to openly attend this party with her lover! It was just so excitingand yes Timmy had gotten even redder which seemed impossible to Lisa butthere right in front of her. "Look, he said, I am patient and gentle fellow but mister, I'm a man, and I do what I do. I want your woman to be pleased and very, very satisfied and I will be firm with her. I want to make her feel that she has been taken, not brutally but firmly. I will not hurt or punish or bruise your woman or any woman for that matter. I can easily sense what is needed to bring a woman to orgasm. I do it and I do it well. And I figure it’s like a audition, I’d like to get the job, I'd like to earn as.