I began thinking about the conversation, I was really needing a good j/o session. Now the subject of that session was obvious. She is HOT. Petite, dar... hair, small breast all the things I love. She has been the subject of many a j/o sessions. There has never been anything between us, not that I hadn’t thought about it. I could tell she was out of her car, she said she was paying the water bill. By now I found a video that resembled her, lubed up kept the volume down as to not blow my actions to. " I'm really sorry," I said, thinking about my boner, and how mad she'd be if she found out I got it while looking at her picture."My husband had that painted, right after we got married," she said casually. "I decided I'd take it with me when I left. I should have just thrown it out." WHY?" I gasped. The idea of the painting in my hands being in the garbage seemed just horrible, right then."I'd think that would be obvious," she said. "It makes me look like a slut."I looked at the painting. He ran his fingertips over the stripes he had raised, and then traced down the crack of her ass. Her legs parted wider for him. He could smell her arousal and felt her wetness as he slid to her opening. So wet he was able to immediately slide two fingers deep inside her. He began working his fingers in and out of her, then slipped a third one inside as his thumb played over her tightest hole.She began moving back and forth on his fingers, moaning. Her wetness, as he worked in and out of her,. "Cum for me slut, cum for me!" Monique wailed, her whole body trembled, I could see her leg muscles spasming…I didn't even wait for her body to stop reacting. I pushed the vibrator against her clit again."God no, please, please, stop, please!!!" I know her pleas were sincere, but I wanted to make her cum again."Come on slut, I'm going to make you cum again." I milked Monique's breast, squeezing it like an udder as I moved the vibrator up and down over her labia. Her nipples were hard, and I.