As we got to the last page, Arisol closed the folio and zipped it closed, I guessed it wasn’t time for art, or maybe Sally was in to some other styl... than my wildlife representations. They moved over to the bed to sit while we continued to visit, but it wasn’t long before the two of them were doing some art of their own. Sally turned to me and asked “do you like to watch?” Adding “We’ll give you a fun show.” Before she let forth a really naughty sounding laugh and turned to Arisol,. He turns to look at me again, “Suddenly I do not feel like having breakfast”; he says. “How about you"? he asks. “What’s on your mind”, I happily say. “If you please join me, I have not have showered, this morning”, he suggests and we hurry for the bathroom after putting the food in the fridge. I watched him undresses soon as he enters the bathroom. He extends for my hand as he is sliding his pants off which sends exciting thrills from his naked lower body into my crotch pumping my cock ready. "I'm modeling my old underwear," she said, a smile in her voice."I love anything you want to show me," I breathed. I loved looking at her body any way she was willing to let me see it. Discomfort growing in my pants; time now to commit, I undid my belt.She came to me, a wonderful hug, a rare, open-mouthed kiss, my tongue exploiting the precious chance to explore her lips, her teeth. "You smell good," she said as I squirmed out of my shirt. "I'm glad. You smell good too, you feel so smooth, so. Her hair was wet and all she wore was a short white tunic. Obviously she had just taken a bath. She walked by wordlessly, but he continued to watch her passing and noticed it was a very short tunic. Suddenly she stopped and raised her hands to rearrange her hair. The hem of her tunic climbed even higher and bared the part of her body he found simply irresistible. He followed her to her room as if in trance, and then inside.Two hours later he fled her room accompanied by various thrown objects.