I stick my hand down my pants and try to put it under control and under the strap of my boxers so its not obvious. but you see me do it and giggle so...e more.We both start taking some more notes again and i move my pencil over a little to where i go to grab it but grab your hand by mistake. And I playfully apologize but we both start to get turned on slightly by us touching. As I quickly remove my hand I go back to taking notes but not until I suggestively swirled it on your hand a little. . ‘To me, you do.’ He looks at me and smiles. His hand rests on my cheek and his thumb traces my bottom lip, just like it had when he touched me for the first time. ‘I think I may have found a muse in you,’ I tell him. ‘If it involves more of this, then I’ll take that title.’ ‘I mean it, Alex. I’ve got a whole bunch of ideas for new paintings because of you, I’ve had a great time painting you, and I really like working with you. I think we could make some good work together.’ He smiles. ‘Does. Just as I was pumping my cum into her she cried out and the door opened. Two country rednecks came in shouting at one another and then went silent. One of them asked, “Can we have sloppy seconds?” I replied, “No her pussy and ass belong to me…but I’ll let her suck your cocks.” That got shouts of happiness from them both. I watched as Leslie slipped off the sink, backed up to the trough, and started pissing like a racehorse. I had to take a digital picture of that. After she was done she lowered. Rushing to the entrance I quickly opened the main door, standing in front of me was Father Petrou, opposite him a tall young man. Behind the young man, a couple of priests just standing there frozen from fear. The young man turned towards me. He angrily said. “Who the fuck are you!”“Hello George, let me introduce you to Mario. He is the young man who broke the window a few days ago,” Father Petrou said.“Don’t tell him my business bro!” The young man angrily said.That is when I spoke. “First a.