Dougray held impatient court before the easel, a brush held in his fingers, like a conductor’s baton that wielded color, not sound. His eyes strayed...from picture to his subject, completely nude, draped upon a crushed velvet divan, bought used. Amazingly, Alexa was able to pose for hours without complaint, even in the most uncomfortable positions. It was a skill that Rossetti, for all his imperiousness, had admired in his then nineteen year-old subject. Her face, round with the gentle. Charu kafi nurves lag rahi thi..Fir maine apne lund ko uski chut ke surakh par tika diya.. Aur uski tango ko apne kande ke upar rakh diya.. Ek sans bhari aur joor ka dhakka mara aur mera lund uski chut ko cheerta hua under gus gaya.. Usne joor se cheekh mari.. Par maine uske honto ko kaske pakad liya. Aur uski awaz ko wahi par daba liya.. Aur mujhe dhakke marne lagi.. Par maine joor laga kar thika raha aur apne lund ko uski chut mai gusa ke rakha.. Kuch deer aise hi rehne ke baad maine apne. "Well, well. Theodore Whisper, as I live and breath. Thought I had seen the last of you," Ben said to Mr. Smith."Fancy meeting you here. Last I heard, you were dead. Yet here you are, hearty and hale. One begins to think you're much more talented than you let on," Smith, or Whisper as Ben identified him said."Scott? This was my old controller with the CIA. Guess he is going by the name Smith now," Ben said grinning."Ah yes, that brings us to why we are here. Curious coincidences have been. “Again, Officer Carson.”My daughter moaned into my asshole as her hand slid up my thigh. Tingles raced up my body. She found my juicy twat. Her fingers caressed up and down my pussy folds, caressing me as she swirled her tongue around inside my bowels. My hips wiggled. My breasts jiggled.I groaned in delight. My pleasure built and built faster and faster. It was so hot having my daughter eat me out before this cop. Before this complete stranger. Her monotonous words, repeating my command,.