She was nude, asalways. "What does it mean?" she asked the artist.He looked at her, his devotion to the transsexual obvious in his lovinggaze. "Mean..." he repeated, as if the concept were alien to him."The painting." It is the story of Jupiter and Io." I know that, silly, but what does it mean?"He smiled at her naivet?. It was one of the things he loved about her,beside her beauty and the fabulous incongruity of her mixing of humanity'ssexes and genders. He started to lecture her about "art. Do you understand?” I know she understood me, I saw the realization in her eyes when she heard ‘porn’, I had seen her, and for her this just got more humiliating. She nodded anyway. “Good.” I said as I slowly got off of her and let her up, watching her every move.She slowly got up and walked to the room, trying to cover herself now. Too late for that. I had gotten a very nice view of just about everything already. She had jet black hair that fell to her slender little shoulders, small, yet. .jab mein soh ke utha hi tha ,,,,papa office jaaa chuke the aur mummy mausi ke ghar jane wale thi ,,,mala ko daarr lagne laga ki sahab bhi nahi hai aur memsaab bhi jaa rahi hai ,,yeh meri gaand ke andar ghusjayega hai bhagawan bachalo ish gande inssaan se ,,,,,,mummy chali gayi ,,,,mala bache ko dudh pila rahi thi mein piche se gaya aur ek lakdi patli si mala ki sari utha ke gand mein dhakel di woh boli aAAAHHHHHHHHHHH KAUN HAI ,MAINE KHA MEIN TERA YAAR ,,WOH HAATH JORNE LAGI ,,MAINE KAH A THI. She watched as a long thin wisp of liquid stretched out before her.“That’s precum, right? I read that it tastes salty.”“Try it if you want, “She put it to her tongue and said, ”It is salty but not bad, do you mind if I lick it off?”I am not a fan of blow jobs. I think the term demeans women, as well as the term fellatio. I have had a woman lick around the head and use her lips only to suck on the head which was pleasurable. “Just the tip, or the underside, it’s very nice.”April gingerly licked.