Can you accept that this painting may never be shown to anyone?”Melissa nodded. She had been aware of this right from the start. For a woman of Lady...Lambert’s standing, this painting could mean her social ruin.“I shall pay for your work, Melissa,” Ellen said softly, “but then I will hide the painting until my husband has a chance to give his opinion.”The women returned to the Manor, and Ellen carefully hid the painting in her bedroom. When Eleanor visited the next morning, she showed it to her. ”“She’s a quick study,” I snorted, finally beginning to relax. “For a while I was panicked that I’d just told someone else that I loved her and that you were the second kisser. Then I thought about how...” I wasn’t sure I wanted to go there, but I decided to plunge ahead. “ ... how Kate was imitating you on the daybed while I sketched.”“That was incredible,” Melody said. “I’ve always liked Kate, but she seemed so distant from everyone here. She is seriously hot. I knew she was going to pull. “Good morning sunshine, what are you doing out here? Is your bed not good enough for you any more?”“Morning, Dad,” I muttered sleepily, rubbing the sleep out of my eyes. “I got kicked out of my room when Mum decided to paint my walls in the middle of the night.”“Ah is that where she got to? I wondered where she was.” Dad paused to straighten his tie that Angie had pulled to the side, before wandering off in the direction of my room to look for Mum.I rolled myself off the couch and staggered to. Beena had completely forgotten why she was here. She was here seeking help to have a child, but now she was shamelessly pleading to be filled by a younger man’s cock.I lifted her from the examination chair and placed her onto the table. I made her sit on the edge, pushed her body back to lay down on the table, with her head towards the other edge of the table.Positioning my cock straight at her pussy, I shoved my hard meat inside her, with considerable force. The entire length of my cock slid.