Just enough to make him wonder whether it is intentional, or his imagination. The thrill of the tease causes her blood to rise and the skin of her nec... to flush pink.As if in response to her unspoken question, she feels the softest touch of his hands as they are lightly laid on her skirt, just at the curve of her hips, and they tentatively remain...testing her reactions. Immediately, she feels a flush of moisture as it rises from her womanly depths and that delicious tingling in the pit of her. Life was worth living again. It was a much more interesting life than he had led in the city.The boys at school talked about the same things that the boys in the city talked about, their favorite sports teams and girls. David didn't believe the farm boys any more than he believed the city boys when they talked about what they had done with girls.He noticed that none of them said anything about being sucked off by calves or fucking ewes. He knew that most of the boys they talked to lived on. My Painter smiled sweetly. "Very well then. Come. We'll talk and prepareyou. The two women left the studio through a side door to a small dressing room.I finished my drink, preparing myself for the obligation ahead of me. Perhapsyou think me a lecher, or abominable, taking this young girl in such a way.But understand, it is not this girl, or any of the others that quicken my blood,or arouse my desires. They are beautiful yes, but they are not my Painter.It is she I wish with all my heart to. I walked into her embrace. Her hands wrapped softly around my neck, she pressed her body against mine. I rested my hands on her hips, pulling her closer to me and we began to move sensuously to the beat of the music. Our bodies molded into each others curves as we continued to dance.Some men were watching our every move, we enjoyed knowing that we were teasing them.I lowered my head to nestle in her neck, taking in the sweet aroma of her. My mouth opened and I tasted her, the scent and.