"I think you're going to have to write another paper." Carly laughed and ran down the stairs before Jack could throw anything at her."That little..." ...ack took a deep breath and managed to calm down. His sister was just doing what any older sister was supposed to do. Jack looked down at his English paper, or at least, what was left of it. Carly had drawn dozens of doodles all over the pages. Some were cute, but others were incredibly obscene. "If mom saw these, she'd have a heartattack." Jack. I'm not one of your high school teachers forcing you to learn. What you get out of this class is entirely up to you."Now, getting back to Mr. Randahl's comments. It is difficult in some situations to look past the colors, especially if they're vivid, they tend to overpower everything else. The human eye responds to color and movement above all else. You have to learn to see all the elements of your composition, to look past the surface colors and see the entire image." So color isn't. Wynn awakened as if from a twilight sleep. The ceiling glowed with moonlight, his chest felt heavy, he smelled musk and his cock was warm. With further consciousness he found himself in the arms of and under a naked woman. The softness against his chest bespoke a voluptuous woman. She stirred and raised her head looking in his eyes. Her eyes were blue and beautiful. ‘Are you back with me now?’ Feebie asked. ‘Back and happy to be here.’ He quipped. He bucked his hips once and felt his softened. He brought her to heights unimagined before, and their love making lasted seemingly for hours. She always came home spent, satisfied, and full of cum. Junior’s pace quickened. His cock had become enormously thick. With every thrust he pushed her forward, forcing her tongue deeper into Jamul’s asshole. Junior’s breath was coming out in short, quick jerks. Seconds later he was spewing semen, filling her ass with cum. The hot white jism was being planted deep inside her and it would never come.