It was wonderful.’ ‘You actually studied his brushwork? Wasn’t it amazing? The texture along with his colors and subject. Shame he died so young... but then again, he was a rascal. His religious paintings spoke to people where the older Renaissance style didn’t. You are one lucky woman to have studied it so closely.’ This was getting real different. Jerry and I never spoke about art before. He knew that we both had math backgrounds and I had a physics minor undergrad. He played along with that.. Grace watched, with a mixture of shock and delight at her younger sister's actions. "Fuck Em, how much cock can you take inside that mouth of yours!" she called out, as she had taken several inches deep within.Emily stopped, realizing she couldn't go any further and John could feel the tip of his cock just caressing the back of her throat. She gagged, just a little and then withdrew his cock as it pulled free of her mouth. But, she wanted more, much more of his manhood and couldn't resist. Nowall thoughts of the right thing to do went right out of the window.By the time Michelle brought up our glasses we were naked and in bed."Do you want to stay and watch Sissy?" Wes asked, quite cruelly.In spite of that I waited with baited breath for the answer."I'd rather not Sir." Michelle curtseyed at the same time as replying."'I'd rather not Sir' have you ever heard such a wimp Lyn?" Wes wasgetting into his stride, mimicking Michelle's reply and it was a side ofhim that I remembered. Most people at the school were friends & knew each other well regardless of what age or class they were in, so obviously I was friendly with my younger sisters friends most of which were 14 & craved the attention of the older boys. The school holidays had just begun & my sister’s friend Alesha was having a pool party at her place to which I was invited, it was obvious we both liked each other but neither of us had said anything, she had long blonde hair, big firm DD cup tits & the most womanly.