Not so much modern art, although that has its place and time. I love Italian, French and Flemish art from 1450 till 1650. ‘I’ve been to Europe a ...ouple of times and toured the great and not so great museums. Spellbinding at times. I was 12 inches from a Caravaggio once. Spent over an hour studying it. 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. Switching on the lamp, she let it highlight the lush pinkness of her open pussy and felt the cool night air blowing across the wet lips. Spreading herself open with her fingers, she watched the effect it had on the couple in the other apartment.The sight of Connie's pussy had an immediate effect on Don, and he felt his cock come alive in Carolyn's mouth. He had suspected she was there, but this had been the first sign. As his cock grew to full strength, Carolyn released it and looked up at. In the dim moon light coming through the window, I could see him lie below, clad only in his boxer shorts.After some time I saw that he lifted his legs and kept on the cot and a hand next to me, not touching me, but close to my boobs. I was lying to my side and After a while as if in sleep I turned which pressed my boobs on his hands. It lay there for a minute or so and then his hands started moving slowly caressing my boobs. As he caressed he realized that I was not wearing a bra and he. ‘You like this pussy, Nature Boy? Do your women fuck you like this, huh? Did Arlene ride your dick like this? How about Bracha? Kimberly? Tell me!’ ‘No, baby, you are the best!’ I answered. ‘This dick is yours!’ The wild ride lasted a few more minutes before I ejaculated one last time. I was lying there completely exhausted. Yes, Shardae fucked my brains out like a real expert. She was still on top of me kissing me passionately. Then she collapsed in my arms and we both fell asleep. After we.