It felt amazing! I could feel his balls against my pussy lips and ass and I could feel my juices running out and down my ass crack."So, I'm going to t...ke a year's worth of frustration out on your pussy, baby," he said as he began to withdraw."Just fuck me," I siad as he slammed himself back hard and deep into me.I gasped, "You're so big," I moaned as he tightened his grip on my hair."I'm going to fuck you hard," he whispered into my ear.I was about to say 'yes' when he lowered his full weight. I decided that Van Gogh's self-portrait was one of my favorites, even though it was crude, rough and looked like it might have been done by a rank amateur. It's so compelling that you can almost smell his body odor. I don't know if he was a smelly guy but the portrait looks like he didn't take very good care of himself.Halfway through our session, the doorbell rang."Ah," Mrs. James said as she stood and headed for the front door, "that'll be our model. She said she wanted to drop by and talk to. “There is no need to be scared of anything,” I assured her, “I won’t hurt you, and I won’t force you to do anything that you don’t want to do, but I want you to listen to what I say and obey me. Don’t be shy, but if you are not comfortable doing what I ask, you must tell me, okay?”Joanne nodded again nervously. “OK Steve, I understand, and I trust you,” she said smiling.“Good, now put your hands on your hips, and turn around slowly until you are facing me again,” I told her, “I want to take a. This is wrong. That metal will allow all matter of things to be done to that sword, even the trapping of an essence, a sentient essence." I disagree and I will not argue with you any longer. It is just metal, nothing more and I intend to finish the commission, with or without your help. Come let us go down to have breakfast, and then I need to get to the shop."Karith shook her head but followed her father down to the dining room. Tarn was not there, but dishes and silverware had been set for.