When I asked you if you could paint my portrait as beautifully as the girls, I never thought you’d come with anything like that. It felt like a prop...sal.’ She smiled at him. ‘You look exactly like it now,’ Ted said and felt for her bottom again. ‘Maybe I can get you to sit for a full length nude?’ ‘Not if you reveal it at my next birthday.’ She put her arms round his neck and pressed her breasts into him. It made her nipples tingle. ‘But for private purposes…’ Ted nodded and ran a hand through. She worked her hands up in between them and with some effort pushed Lavender gently away from her. Their lips parted with a sucking noise and as she gasped for a breath Hermione shoved her onto her back and sat astride her stomach. She felt her pussy becoming wet again pressed into the abdomen of the girl below her as she slid downwards to bring her mouth to the large breast in front of her. She had loved the feeling of the girl’s tongue on her own breast so she sucked a nipple into her mouth. She had taken the demanding pressure off her loins by masturbating, but a hand job was not the same as the real thing, and she still felt a nagging urge simmering in her crotch. She couldn’t concentrate on doing the housework and there was noting on television but soap operas. She always got horny watching soap operas because of the snide sexual content. She decided to call on Carol Davis. She combed her hair, applied some make-up and put on a light cotton dress. She had no idea why she should. But Chasni had promised her husband that she would keep on having intercourse with John over and over again all night long–as well as throughout the next day, provided that John had both the desire and the stamina to keep on tapping her twat. Of course, John knew that Chasni intended to fuck his brains out. What John didnt know was that, as soon as Rex had finished butt-fucking him, Chasni was going to banish Rex from the bedroom, get down on all fours on the carpet herself, and then get John.