That obviously meant I wanted to fuck her as well. I wanted to fuck all of those I’d chosen to model for me, women and men alike. To want to paint t...em was to want to fuck them. To have painted them was to have fucked them. Jules would not be pleased that I was bringing another woman home to paint and fuck. But Jules had not been pleased many times before and yet he was still with me. Jules still posed for me; I still fucked Jules. And there was my art. Fucking went with my art.“I’ll take you. I didnn’t remember to check also if someone is noticing us. I was in hurry to go back. She was fully naked now. I made her sit on my lap. I grabbed her hips and moved to my lap.We started kissing again, now she is full on with power. She don’t want to break our liplock. We were in deep kiss and she started removing my tshirt. I felt really good after removing it. We both were full on sweat.On each kiss she was dancing like snake, I took her boobs and started biting the tips of her erected. Bahar abhi bhi barsat hi rahi thi to main boli ki mujhe mootna hai. Kya car me chhatri hai?Wo bola – Chhata to nahi hai. Bahar jaaogi to bheeg jaaogi. Usne kaha ki mootna to wo bhi chahta hai, Ham dono hi hans pade.Usne mujhe kaha ki wo car ke bahar jaaye bina hi, car ke andar se hi bahar moot sakta hai. Ek mard hone ka ye fayda hai. Us ne apni taraf ka car ka darwaja thoda khola, apne lund ko pakad kar upar kiya aur uske lund se moot ki dhaar nikalne lagi jo bahar kafi door tak jaa rahi thi.. Barry won't be able to stop me. He's a loveable guy and he doesn't like to play rough. He doesn't like unpleasantness or confrontations. I'm just the opposite as you can see. The fact is I have Barry wrapped around my little finger."Lucy was afraid Karen was right in her assessment of Barry. She couldn't have imagined that Barry would ever have allowed his girl friend to treat his own mother in this way unless he was under Karen's influence. It looked the more she resisted the more pressure.