When you came, forcing me to gulp to keep from simultaneously drowning and suffocating, I thought I'd done as you'd asked, that I made you feel good,...like a good girl, and now it was over. You'd leave; life would go on.I lay on my side on the bed, curled up, sniffling—tears or your cum or both I couldn't tell, leaking seemingly from everywhere—and that's where I stayed, not moving, obedient, while you used the bathroom, washed up, and came back into the bedroom combing your hair beautiful. Then he said, "The paintings I want are a series showing Kerry monthly through her first pregnancy. They will be the definitive work showing mother love. I want her nude, of course. I want to see her belly swelling with my grandchild. Will you accept the commission?"Kerry smiled and said, "Dad, we're getting married on Saturday. Jim can do the first painting next week. I have a feeling I'm very fertile and I've been dreaming for years of carrying his children." Then she grinned and said, "But. Just not verymuch!"Just remember, I warned you." Your name. NOW," she said in a threatening voice."It's Farkle Dimwitty Quadpucker NimNums the 23rd," I said proudly. "Don'tlaugh. You promised." I displayed a worried look and projected uncertaintyand innocence with a dash of stupidity. Stoneface turned a nice shade ofpurple. I loved it!Her interrogation continued for another hour. Stoneface's exasperation grewwith each question and each nothing answer I managed. She was determined topigeonhole. I know I am," Lamar said to me in a soft voice."It is true that my husband would have a fit, if he knew," I said.Without warning he took out his cock. It was simi hard but even so it was huge. Even bigger than I remembered. "What are you doing?" I asked."Showing you what you can have or what you would be missing if you decide to run home to your husband and kids," He said. "Let me see that hand you can't use well. Let's see if my dick is thick enough for you to hold with it." He took my hand.