‘She’s just a whore,’ I thought, ‘A woman of no morals.’ ‘I…madam, am a painter. I have been asked by my teacher, my maser, to capture y...ur likeness in pigments for a great work he has been commissioned for. Considering your lowly statue in life I would think it an honor to know that your face will be immortalized forever within a truly fabulous painting. It will be, for a cathedral ceiling in Florence, Italy.’ She began to laugh at that. ‘My face? On the ceiling of a church? Oh, that’s rich. Suchi got in the car. It was the first time we were meeting. She was nervous and I can’t lie, I was too as it was my first encounter with a girl other than my wife.Anyhow, I had a good look at her. She was tall, about 5’10” and I was 6 feet tall. She had a slender body, with a bit of fat in the right places. She was not fair but had a good amount of makeup. She looked good, but not as good as she was in the photos though. So, we just had a casual chat.I asked my virtual typist to have dinner. As sheshook her head two more spurts blasted out and caughther full in the face, covering her from eyebrows tochin, and dripping down towards her apple-like breasts,leaving streaks of white in her black hair. Several more spurts, beginning to weaken in intensity,spewed forth and covered her breasts, soaking the pinknipples in horse come and dripping down her sweatytorso towards her still-sensitive pussy. Strings ofsperm dripped from her nose and chin, and her mouth andlips were swimming in the. We got a notification that it was being shipped to me. So I had John and Diane call some of their friends to get the cases of wine down into the cellar,” I tell her. Diane comes racing over to me and gives me a kiss.“Well hello darling, how’s the delivery of the 500 cases going?” I ask.“Um, Daddy. It's not 500 cases, they delivered 1500 cases. I had to call another 15 people to help with this. We have a dozen people down in the wine cellar unloading boxes and putting bottles of wine in the wine.