The story was ten columns long, singing my praises. It was almost embarrassing. It got worse when the Queen said she’d allow both paintings to be sh...wn in the National Gallery for a limited time. Then they would disappear from the public eye, back into her private collection.There was another photo, of Katie presenting the portrait to the Queen. Rumor ran rampant as to who the child was, after all it was the second time she had appeared with the Queen. One journalist almost got it right, saying. I treated her well, she was good with housework and my toddler son and I liked her just as employer-employee relationship.However, I noticed she never wore her bra at home and it had been going on since I can’t remember how long. Just that I was never home much and never paid attention to it.About a year ago, I changed jobs and started working from home. Since I spent most of my time at home now, I had been seeing a lot of her. At first I never really looked at her breasts even though I knew. I can tell that you are getting aroused as well as I am. I want you to taste the juices from my climax. The motion of my hips and my hands guiding your head tell you that I am about to cum. As my juices begin to flow I can tell that your tongue is there to catch as much of the taste as you can. You then begin to work your way up my body with your tongue gliding against my smooth skin. I feel your hardness slipping into me. I love the way you feel inside me and the art of the way you make love. She gushed at the same time mixing our love juices together and leaking out of her. She crushed me to her with her legs holding me as she shuddered with her orgasm. Her pussy was pulsing on my cock milking it for every last drop. Throughout this she had her eyes locked shut. She wanted to concentrate on the feelings and sensations physically associated with our coupling. This seemed to intensify her orgasm. To me it was amazing. She opened her eyes and gazed into my eyes with a look of pure.