My fingers grew sticky with paint. It splattered across the counter as I worked in a frenzy of creation. I just let my instincts go.I wanted to create...a tableau.I wanted my body to be the same riot of tie-dyed colors as my panties.I groaned as I rubbed bright yellow across the lips of my pussy. I shuddered, trembling. I was so glad I’d shaved my pussy last night. It was all gone. No nasty, black hair to get in the way of the wonderful yellow coating my vulva.My clit throbbed as I bathed even it. “Could you be anymore direct?”“You said that I could ask you anything.” Sharon stated pointing her finger at Anita.“I did, didn’t I?” Anita paused. “I guess that I was 16 or 17. It was a boy from high school, but I was playing for years before that.”“Playing? Like in doing yourself?” Sharon queried.“Yup, I started fairly young. I guess I’ve liked anal for a very long time.” Anita said.“How did you start…? I mean, how did you discover you like it?” Sharon looked over to her friend.“Like anyone I. It swept through her so strongly that she could barely keep standing. As his mom was cumming on his cock, Kyle noticed that Kylie had a big grin on her face as she watched the band and danced up and down. He wasn’t sure if she was smiling with the music or if she knew what he was doing. The thought of her catching him screwing their mom was more erotic than he realized and in a few moments later he began shooting his second batch of white hot seed, only this time it was going in his mother,. She leant across the table and spread her legs anticipating Marcus’s entry into her now slightly moist cunt. Marcus dropped his trousers, revealing his tumescent prick sticking out perversely in front of him; he quickly rolled a condom down his cock and shuffled toward Emma his trousers hindering his movements. Abruptly, just as his cock was within centimetres of Emma’s cunt he ripped the condom off. “No fuck it, we won’t be needing that”.“You fucking will Marcus, Emma doesn’t fuck anyone else.