Sensing her hard erect nipples are wanting attention, I use my free hand and fingers to pinch them, tenderising them both ahead of the little bites th...t are soon to follow.The feel of her nipples between my teeth sends tiny shockwaves down through her body. That sensation coupled with the feeling of my hard cock sliding along her wanton clit - she knows she’s on the precipice if cumming again... pushing my hand away, she assumes control of her clit, freeing my hands to squeeze her breasts in. Her feline eyes safely concealed behind sunglasses followed his every move with appreciation. Biting the end of her graphite pencil, she was completely mesmerized by him and decided that he was the inspiration she had been waiting for. She removed her glasses so to better contemplate him in all his details. Tucking a stubborn curl that escaped her chignon behind her ear, she brought her pen to the unspoiled page of the sketch book on her lap and started drawing. Lines, curves and shades slowly. "I said, are you coming to bed?"Mitt found his head on the kitchen table, pencil in hand, with a pile of tax forms for a pillow.Kathy was standing near the hallway in her purple nightgown. She looked tired and exhausted and weary.Dutifully he followed his wife to their tiny room. He could see the sag of her shoulders. It's her sore neck; he thought, her osteoarthritis again.Kathy turned off the light before undressing, as she always did now. Mitt could hear her hiss of frustration as she. He is a large man, around 6'3-6'4. He probably weights close to 260 lbs. I would guess that he is in his mid 50's. I look down shyly as he grabs my hand and leads me up to his bedroom. I follow him up, looking down the whole time. We enter his bedroom and he pushes me up against the wall holding my hands above my head, pinning me. I look up at him and bite my lower lip. This drives him crazy and I know it. I will do exactly what he tells me from now on. He roughly reaches up my skirt and.