I would like you to model for our figure study lab," she said."What makes you think I would do that?" I asked."You obviously have an interest in art, ...nd it would be a chance to get some first class drawings of yourself. We could also pay a hundred dollars a session," she said."I'm really not good at keeping schedules. I am sorry but it did sound like fun," I said smiling."I have one more offer. Let me draw you when it is convenient, and I will teach you how to use Leonardo," Joan said. ..and soon you are a disgusting frothy mess of another mans precum, and the amazing amount of your wifes facefuck slime...you are glazed with it... you can not see clearly, because it is in your eyes, and it is in your mouth and flows up your nose...and finally after I have abused your lovely wifes throat for longer than you (or her) ever t she could hold her breath... I pull her face away from my cock... and I demand that she look down at your face...and through the glazey haze of all the spit. " Oscar's eyes widened. "You slept with him?" Yolanda laughed, "No, they didn't sleep. She fucked him." I bit my lip. I couldn't contradict her, and Oscar knew it. "She feels satisfied for the first time ever. Because Rodrigo is a real man. With a cock that's bigger than my thumb! Much bigger." Oscar just stood there. He had no idea what to say. "Do you think you could become a real man, Oscar?" she asked. "I'd do anything for my Irene." "Anything?" "Anything." Yolanda turned to me. "You had. Paul and I fucked and sucked each other for over 2 hours. He was hands down the most overwhelming and sexy lover I had ever fucked. We didn’t end up falling asleep in bed together until close to 3:45 in the morning. I felt totally wanted, completely satisfied in his arms as we collapsed on the bed. He had convinced me that Chris “was a man, had played a key role in creating the entire situation, and had left because he wanted us to be alone”. I wasn’t sure he was right, but I didn’t want.