He whispered in my ears to open his zip and pull out his cock. I opened the zip and pulled out his stiff hard cock. The cock had become very stiff an... was more than 8 inches long and very thick. I could feel it pulsating in my hands. The others dancing around us could see his cock in my hands.It was lovely playing with the stiff hard cock. His hands were slowly travelling in my blouse and playing with my boobs. He slowly opened the buttons of my blouse and exposed my big boobs. My boobs were. I decided to walk outside, even though I had no particular place to go, a feeling I was very familiar with. I like that there are fewer people on the streets on Sunday mornings compared to other mornings, but there are always people buzzing around at any hour. New York never takes a break. The Catholic church up the street had just ended their early Mass and people were spilling out onto the sidewalk. I stopped to watch them clear out and then decided to go inside. It was the first time I had. No time, and I am off tomorrow to spend a fortnight walking. It’s a longstanding promise to myself. I’ll be happy to come here when I’m back, to discuss the work if I’m still in demand for it then.’ ‘No problem. Fair enough. I was asked to have you do the illustrations and l’m sure there’s no hurry – well, no big hurry at least. Would two months be alright?’ ‘Depending,’ Lizzie said. ‘Suppose so. Is it a big commission?’ ‘Not too hefty, I think. Alright then?’ Lizzie nodded. ‘I’ll call when I’m. I mean, look around.” I used our joined hands to gesture around my room. “Okay, you can’t really see them, but all those paintings on my walls are full of how much you love me. Every brush stroke in every picture tells me what you see in me, what you love about me. And not only these, but all the paintings you’ve done of me; that one in the living room, even that print in your room from when I was little. No, Mum! I’ve never had any doubt how you feel about me.”“That print in my room? The one.