. they are my passionYou: sucking on ur nipplesStranger: oohhhYou: and licking them roughlyYou: whilst i still look into ur eyesYou: in the meantime i...would have been putting my middle finger inside ur snatchYou: then i'd just go down, spread ur legs and start licking ur pussyStranger: Ahh amazing(;You: going deeply in and out with my fast moving toungueYou: each time you increase moaning, i'd increase my speedYou: until you just release your load in my mouthYou: then all i'd do is to start. Cathy was as instantly infatuated with the painter as Mioki had been during her first encounter with Darius.They sat in a drawing room where he offered them wine. They talked cordially for a few minutes, both women hanging on his every word as he described his life as a painter."... and as I said in class, Mioki, you must LIVE what you paint. The artist must FEEL, have a true PASSION for life, else the image on the canvas is a lie."Mioki felt her heart in her throat. Never had anyone aroused. “Grace is an “A” girl”, announced Helen“Nice…”, answered Trixie, “ and “how about a “P” girl ?”, she continued“Yes of course”, Grace answered by herselfWithout anyone saying a word, Trixie took Grace’s hand and led her into the washroom. Helen, although not uninterested in the pee play, preferred to let Trixie get to know her young protégé by herself. She spent the few minutes the women took to play and shower to fix up the bed, take off the cover, and make sure the sheets were spotless. It WAS. She caught a bus to the city centre. Thank god that the bus made few stops along the way until it stopped right in front of the Looking Good Family Emporium. The job of tailing the bus was made tough because part of the bus route was along Cheras Road which is always clogged with traffic. I wished I had a motorcycle. Fortunately I was already familiar with her 'scent' through daily contact and it made a tough job of following her marginally easier. I stopped about fifty metres from where she.