Her shape was incredible, and seeing her in that position brought back a flood of memories. I was so young and so full of myself. I thought my first p...intings would sell for a fortune and I'd paint only for pleasure. In fact, that sketch was only for pleasure, completed after we had been lovers for several weeks. But even when I did it, I knew it wasn't going to last."Did you love her as much as it looks like in the sketch?" Yes." The shadows dipped beneath her breast and blended into the dark. She broadens her smile. “Unbutton my dress,” I’m instructed. One, two, three, four buttons opened. Her perfect 36 D’s remain well behaved. The sexy valley between them is excitingly tempting.“Pull your friends out.” Her smile can’t get any wider as I scoop her firm breasts out. “Mrs B had just called Mr B.” Nichole produces two pairs of handcuffs from a tiny purse. ‘Click, Click, Click and Click.’ My hands are now fixed to the lounger. I can only wait for the fun to begin.“Mr B is looking over. But, that was back in the day when things weren’t so open----that’s a shame, people need to do that when they’re young. No, I had to figure a way that not only was he playing with me but, I could make an advance on him and feel his wonderful body too. One day, we were sitting in a lab class at one of those tables that hide your lower half and Wetzel wasn’t paying attention to me and I got pissed and I directed my anger at him, “what the fucks wrong with you Wetzel?’ I said, angrily. And, that. His hand left my chest and moved downward until he firmly gripped my ass, slinking fingers underneath my panties. I, however, knew it was still my turn to play. Breaking from his kisses, I moved downward along his body again before reaching his still bared cock. I kissed and licked every inch of it gingerly, enjoying the sound of his breathing picking up speed. Finally, I slid my lips over him, taking more than just the head in my mouth, slipping my tongue along. When I had half his cock in my.