Her heavy eyes looked at me seductively, but at the same time that look of seduction looked like someone pretending to be seductive. The fact that she...was so unfamiliar with the type of stuff we were talking about added a whole level of hotness to the situation.“So…what happens after that?” she asked.I smiled and put my hands up. “Nothing, possibly. Something else, possibly. You fully decide, no matter what.”We shared some seconds in silence, while smiling to each other. Julia had her. "Dulcie drove us up to Bents Green and I directed her to the house. I had no idea what we'd do when we got there and I was getting very anxious. We didn't park outside, rather, a few yards down the road.The house was rather untidy; the garden overgrown and we walked round by the side of the house. The upstairs windows were open; we stood there and looked at each other. What did we do now? At which point we heard a scream. A second scream was sort of cut off, as if something had been stuffed in. It took a few minutes and a bit of lube to get eight fingers in, but I soon was bucking on those wanting more. The two sets of fingers soon became two hands and I was in a euphoric state slobbering over a cock and the hands splitting me open. It wasn't long before one thumb got pushed in and with that came the second, quickly followed by rippling of knuckles and then the fullness of two complete hands up to the wrists. It took a bit of discussion between the two bears as to whom wanted to go. “But eventually you are going to have to do a canvas big enough to get her whole body on. Any of those poses would have looked great as a full canvas.”“That’s the problem with doing life-size art,” I agreed. “There’s also the problem of being able to take breaks and get back into the same position. It’s even more critical than in a normal studio pose. The outline is painted right onto the canvas. You can’t fudge it. Thank you, Eva. I think we have enough for tonight. It’s been a long day and I.