In particular, tactfully drawn depictions of the female form.Yeah, all right, most red-blooded men appreciate the female form anyway. However, I seeme... to develop an infatuation of pencil or charcoal sketches of slender nubile young ladies.Nothing too detailed, or what some might possibly describe as crude. Just a few skilfully drawn lines on a plain background that implied in the viewers mind the beauty of the subject.My trouble was I could rarely afford to buy any of those pictures to take. Boy did she know how to eat pussy! Youre good but she was better. As well as Vanessa licking, sucking and poking her tongue into me, Louisa was sucking on one nipple and playing with the other. Within minutes I had my first second and third orgasms. When finally Vanessa took pity on me, and stopped, I was exhausted. Oh! You poor thing! No Fred, it was beautiful. I just wanted to lie their in bliss. But then Louisa started to eat Vanessas pussy and I wanted to help by sucking and playing with. I step back and say ?Darling, it's time.? ?Yes, Milady.? He kneels up and unfastens his collar and offers it to me, and I give his hand a quick kiss as I take it from him, drape it round my neck and close the clasp. The next moment his hand is tangled in my hair, throwing me forward. ?Right, bitch!? I fall across his knees as he swings round to sit on the edge of the bath, and he grabs my right wrist and twists it up between my shoulders to pin me down. ?You need a good hard. . he didn't just ask that. Before I can answer, he'sran back into the bedroom and brought back his digitalcamera and asks me again to get something to tie him upwith. Why does he have to save every moment in pictures? Idon't know what bothers me more; the camera or the factthat she knew as I slowly go to mine and Andrea's toy box.He patiently sit on the edge of the sofa, his back to meand his arms behind him as I wrap, tighten and cinch thesoft cord around his wrists. I pull his elbows towards.