Daniela must have painted it from the sketches she had made of Sarah on their afternoon walks during Sarah’s free hours at the Hotel Toggenburg. The...picture was beautiful and lovingly crafted. Sarah felt her eyes fill with tears; touched to the point of heartbreak that Daniela had put such loving into the picture and then hung it in pride of place in her living room above the fire where she could gaze upon it every evening. So intent was Sarah on the picture that she never heard Daniela. "Of course not. Look at my penis you dick! Have you ever seen achick with a penis?" I asked rhetorically. "Don't go all weirdon me just cause I look a bit like a girl Paul. It's still justme here, Kelly. Remember? We check out chicks together? Wewatched strippers together last night?" I reminded him. "Yeah, but your tits are nicer than all four strippers we sawlast night!" Paul responded. "Really?" I asked in surprise. "Anyway, I'm sure it's just atemporary side effect from the tea I am using.. She asked me if I was getting turned on by what she was saying. I said yes, I liked it and told her to go on with that. Curling in my hands, this slut asked me whether I liked the idea of her being rammed by another man. After short pondering I nodded head. Then, rubbing my cock she asked if I would like to watch her fuck another man. Again, I said Yes. She released my cock from my trousers and stroked it gently.“Are you sure?”“Oh, girl, I want to see you get fucked by another guy!” I. "Julie! I'm sorry! I..." It's okay," she said and coughed for a while. Then she grinned wide and said, "But now it's my turn." What do you mean?" I asked. "Now we fuck normally, right? But I don't think I have any more spunk left in me after that." No! Now I ride you and you make me come with your mouth." Sure," I said. "I love sucking on pussies." Then you'll love this!" She pushed me onto my back. In an instant, she had straddled my head, hovering her ass just inches above my face. I was.