Every brush stroke in every picture tells me what you see in me, what you love about me. And not only these, but all the paintings you’ve done of me... that one in the living room, even that print in your room from when I was little. No, Mum! I’ve never had any doubt how you feel about me.”“That print in my room? The one from when you were five? I thought you hated that.”“I hated having it hanging in the living room. Everyone who walked into the house could see my bare butt. That was really. “You have to do it, Vivian.”“Yes, yes, you have to fuck my mom!” moaned Britney, her small titties jiggling. Such joy crossed her face. “Mom's eating me with such passion, but she needs to cum, too.”“Okay,” I said. “I suppose I can.” I shivered, my pussy on fire. I thrust my purse out at Mr. Morris. “Hold that.”He did, a big grin on his face.I stripped naked fast. I pulled off my blouse and skirt, revealing my naked body beneath. I adjusted my glasses, my short, black hair swaying about my. She knew a lot of things, it turned out.-------------------------------------------------Chapter 6Candy stopped me when she saw that I was repeating myself. I knew I was doing it, but more after the fact than during. I was tired, and my buzz was wearing off. My dick was sore and so was my jaw. She had done a job on me in more ways than one. More than anything else, I was simply getting tired of hearing my own voice. I jumped when Candy got up from her position. I swear I only looked away for a. I was hoping for him to reciprocate, so I turned away from him and bent over tantalizingly. But, Billy quickly rinsed the soap off, dried off and began to dress. He wouldnt look me in the eye. Everything seemed normal between us the next day and I was hopeful to get my reciprocation. I wasnt very certain, however, after his rapid departure the day before. When practice was over, though, he and I both hung back so that we were the last in the shower. We both soaped up and he looked me in the.