Do you not like it when I touch you like this?" No, it feels nice actually," he sighed. "That doesn't make it a good idea though. I don't want either ...f us ending up frustrated." Just for a little while longer," I asked. "You can pretend I am one of your girlfriends if it helps. I know I'm not pretty like they are, but I like touching you and I love you more than they do." I think you're beautiful Matilda, and the boys we go to school with are fools for not seeing it," he whispered before. ” “Catherine, let me up.” “No way, Dr. Dan Wildreese. You’re mine tonight and I’ll make u scream and beg and cum like there’s no tomorrow.” Catherine said with a wicked smile. She stood and walked away. When she went back, she was holding a bottle of chocolate sauce. She dipped a finger in the bottle and licked the chocolate from her fingers. Swirling her tongue over until her finger was cleaned. She dipped it again, this time smearing the chocolate over Dan’s lips. She leaned and kissed Dan,. James' house on the tenth all charged up and ready to slap some paint onto some canvas. I'd studied the book of portraits she'd loaned me and I felt like I was ready for any questions she might have. She had a lot.We spent most of afternoon in her kitchen sipping herbal tea and critiquing each portrait to within an inch of its life. Some of them were so realistic that they might have been mistaken for photographs from a distance. But she was sure right about one thing; a lot of the technically. That forced her on her toes if she wanted to take the weight off her arms. The stretching pulled the short skirt up enough that only her ass cheeks were still covered; her cunt was visible between her spread legs. The engorged lips were glistening and drops of sweat were running down her legs, arms and back.The man pulled her head back by the hair and asked, in a surprisingly polite voice, “Are you ready?”“Yes,” came the harsh response, “whip me, make me scream, slave! Hurt me.”George raised.