A minute passed, just as he was about to knock again, the door opened and Rachel greeted Anthony wearing only a sheer, black, silk half cup bra and ma...ching black, sheer, silk panties.She grinned at the shocked Anthony and said, “Pick your tongue up off the floor and come in, Anthony.” She turned and walked away from the stunned young man. Rachel looked at him from over her shoulder as she walked, and casually added, “You’re early. Your tux is in my bedroom. We can get dressed together, I. We're going on 3 months of constant, nightly attention to her private parts to the point of her being soaking wet before I even start abusing her each night. She is now masturbating herself every night, and sometimes waking herself up when she cums. I get impatient waiting for her to start, so I'll get her hands where they need to be, and start twisting and pinching her nipples. Before too long she is pumping her fingers in and out of herself on her way to yet another orgasm. Somewhere along. He spanked her hard three times.“Are you going to misbehave again?” He spanked her again.“No master I’m sorry, I’ll behave.”“Good girl, but I’m still going to punish you. I was going to let you swallow my cum but now that you’ve been naughty I don’t think you deserve it. So instead I’m going to cum on your tits.”He turned her around so she was back on her knees in front of him. She opened her mouth and took his full length again. She sucked until he pulled out of her mouth and shot hot cum all. He saw her in the gallery and drifted behind her until she was alone. She was timeless. He beguiled her with humorous stories and witty comments about the art before them. The museum disappeared. The kids are gone now. They still collect art, and their passion grows. * Mixing the paint, getting the ideal tint. Waiting until the light hit her golden hair just so and made it shimmer as she stood with her back to me, her head turned to the side. The earring was perfect. I want her desperately, but.