What was he planning to do to me? At this point I honestly didn’t care. He then made his way to the end of the bed. Standing before me, he grabbed m... legs, and pulled me towards the edge, so my ass was almost hanging over. He lowered his body so he was now on top of me. I could feel his hard cock pressed against my wet pussy. It ached for him. “Do you know how badly I want to fuck you?” He whispered in my ear.“Mmm hmm” I managed to reply. I honestly didn’t think his huge cock would have fit in. A smile spread across my face, I admired her forwardness but was still unsure of if she was serious or mocking me. “Go on, I know you want to, why else would you have looked at them for that long?” “How long was I looking?” I genuinely wondered as I had kind of lost track. “Best part of a minute… from when I noticed you that is.” She laughed. The smile on my face got bigger and I tried to laugh some of the embarrassment away. As I moved my eyes back to meet hers I noticed that the subtle. ..violet...like Liz Taylor's..." as she began to paint little eyes on Caren's breasts.I looked down at my colorful cock and smiled, "Nice work girls. Care to salute it? Candace, stand up. I want to try some Pollack drip-painting." Op Art, I'm sure," she said drolly and stood up, her recently waxed mound staring back."Spread 'em a little." She did. "Thank you." I began to paint eyes and eyelashes at the top of her slit with little nostril openings below. Then with the red, I made lips come down. She leaned over and unbuttoned my shirt and unzipped my trousers. I sat on the side of the bed and removed my shoes and socks and slid my pants off, and put my shirt on the chair beside the bed. I began to make love to her by frenching her again and sliding my tongue down her neckline, around her ears and continued down to her beautiful breasts. I slipped my hand up to her neckline and loosened her hair, it fell around her shoulders in waves. As I worked my down her chest I stopped to.