It was a great painting, a work of art. I'd poured all my emotions into the painting, and it reflected the emotions I poured into it. I decided not to...burn it. I had it framed and hung it in my great room.I didn't ignore my business completely, but I pulled back from it as much as possible. Sable, bless her industrious heart, stepped up and filled the retreating void I left behind.I added running to my exercise regimen. I ran around the track inside the walls of my refuge. I ran until I. She had her off on weekends and would mostly be at home. I called her on Saturday and started talking to her generally. She was happy to hear my voice. Sensing a good time, I started flirting with her. I said ” I wish I could meet you or take you out for dinner” she said “that’s very sweet but that’s not possible as I would have to come to Bangalore for that” I said “if I come to Bangalore, just dinner would not be fair”She started laughing and said “what do you think would be fair” I said ”. As I drove I couldn’t help but think about all the things we had talked about before, like she always shaved her pussy, and she had huge melons with sensitive nipples. She made it known to me that she wanted me to cum in every orifice of her body, which I had absolutely no problem with. But I was not really expecting anything to happen until we got back to my place. She made a couple phone calls and made arrangements for someone to fix her car.Now it was winter in MN, so needless to say it was. The rest of us watched amazed as she worked this huge cock into her tight little pussy. She went much faster than I would have expected, but still somewhat cautiously, steadily pushing further down onto it until she had the entire thing inside her.All three of us that had been watching this were rock hard again. The other two stood up and went over on either side of her to get some attention, but I wasn't sure she'd be able to do anything other than ride the monster that she was now straddling..