“The landscapes look so cheerful, as if they’re protecting the sadness of the lady hiding in them.”That had not been my idea when composing them... but I suddenly see they can be interpreted that way. Even more, I’m starting to feel differently about my past work, and more sure of the changes I want to make in my next piece.We introduce ourselves, she calls herself Hera. We laugh at the shared Greekness of our origins. “What other paintings do you have here?’ I ask.“No other paintings, I. ." Abby hissed as her pussy spasmed and clenched my finger.I rubbed her tummy as she came down from her sexual high. "Oh God Will. I can't believe we get to do this everyday for the week." I know. Are you ready for the next round Abby?" I asked."I guess, how do you want to do this this time?" Do you want to be on top lover?" OK. Let's switch positions." I lay down on our bed, while Abby climbed over me and got ready. I held my cock straight up for Abby. She straddled my hips and lowered herself. We lay together caressing and cuddling and soon I was licking her pussy and probing her butt with a very wet finger. I applied some lube to her and me and slowly pressed at her entrance. I told her to push like she was trying to fart. Each time she did my cock would slide in a little further, but the sensation made her clench. Each time I petted her and helped her relax. After a while I was all the way in. I stayed still to allow her to get used to it, but then she started moving her butt. But then my sexy wife told me she would meet a new black client that had been recommended to her care by her Boss at the firm.Ana made me laugh when she said she needed a cheerleader outfit because it was a special request by that client for her to wear…I asked her if she could set up her phone cam again; so I could watch her during the meeting with that black man. Anita agreed…But she warned me I should not fuck her during the next days until the week end. I could just finger fuck her or suck.