? In fact, almost unconsciously,she and I had a very engaging conversation about our lives and about art.? It almost felt like going out on a date.? I...let her take a look at my sketches and sheappeared to be very pleased with how they turned out. ?I hardly believe it?s me?it?s like you drew me, but I canfeel something more there, like something deep inside the art is trying toexpress a feeling to me?Something about you.? ?Well I can?t really say I?m very good at interpreting myown art, but I. Like waking up from a dream I saw Andrews face shift from drunkenpassion to surprise, to disgust then to absolute embarrassment andshame."Craig!" he asked. "How, when, what?" he stammered confused, thenlooked down at me. My panties down around my knees, my blouse halfwayopen."Oh GOD! Craig, no, oh." A look of disgust came over him and he got upand ran over to the bathroom.I didn't follow right away because I knew what was coming and a fewmoments later I heard reaching.I stood up and pulled up. She said after Marcus is finished with my pussy it's all yours to do as you wish. Well Marcus arrived a short time later and I watched as her tore her white pussy up with his thick black cock. He came in her while she lay on her back and him on top. As his cock grew soft it fell from her well used hole. He stepped back and told me it's all yours buddy boy. I looked her straight in the vagina. Her legs where spread wide and her pussy lips hung open causing her to have a hole about the size of a. As I did so, I felt Jessica press her hot body back into mine, moistening my already damp skin with her perspiration. As our kiss lingered, we exchanged intermittent gentle moans. I stopped for breath, moving my head back. Jessica's eyes were sleepy and trance-like. She looked at my lips and moved her head back towards me. Our lips met again and this time her tongue pressed into my mouth and her arms wrapped around my body. Jessica's hands ran over my smooth skin from my shoulders to the small.