Raising the camera, you snap off a photo.Holding your gaze, I slowly raise my knees to my chest, ankles crossed and I lean back, resting my weight on ...y hands.The action causes my shirt to fall open and my skirt to rise up my bare legs. I shrug my shoulders and the shirt slides teasingly down my arms to rest at my wrists. Now I am revealed, but the way I have positioned myself means you can see very little, my bare shoulders, the thin straps of my bra, my knees hiding my breasts from your view.. They’re probably rolled up somewhere. I haven’t even thought of them for years.’ I take a swig of the Glenfiddich, then continue. ‘There was one time I was doing a self portrait looking down at a mirror mounted at the bottom of the easel. It was the first time I moved away from charcoal and into pastel, and the colors just blew me away. I might have been high, but when I looked at myself, with this distorted perspective and these intense, absurd colors, I…’ I hesitate, a brief wave of shame. ..That was so sneaky of him!His pace quickened."AgAgAgAgAgAgAgAgAgAgAgAgAgAgAgAg...Agghhhh" He gave one final thrust, pushing just over half of his massive cock down my throat, releasing his seed. The first shot directly down my throat, and the rest filling my mouth, my cheeks looked like they were going to burst! There's no way I was swallowing all this. I gave it my best shot but ended up getting it all down my chin and on the floor. God, it was SO THICK AND TASTY!After savouring his cum in. " Good, that's what I wanted to hear."Several minutes went by before she spoke, softly, "Sammy?" Yes, Cynthia?" Are we going to fuck?" I was going to tell you about my meeting with Constance, but if you want to fuck, we can do that instead." Can't we do both?'"Yes, which would you like to do first?'It only took seconds for her to respond. "If it's my choice, I would prefer to fuck first. You can tell me about Constance later."I growled as I dumped her onto her back, much to her delight. Her.