I'll be right back.” I told Wendy thinking if she was still on the phone there was promise for any future playing around. I plugged my headset into ...he phone and laid down on the bed. “You there Wendy?” I asked into the phone and I heard her voice say, “Yes I am here.” “Are you undressed and laying on your bed right now?” I continued on.“Yes I am and I am rubbing my cunt. I have my legs spread and my nipples are hard waiting for you to tell me what to do next.” Wendy answered breathlessly.. My favorite drink and myeighteen year old, newly turned man, nephew was aboutto give me plenty. I felt his cock head swell, so Ilocked my lips behind the ridge of his cock and twirledmy tongue in the opening. He came in my mouth and Iswished the sweet creamy cum around in my mouth, lovingthe taste and feel of it. Again and again he shot a wadof cum into my mouth. I swallowed every bit. Each spurtthrilled my palate.“Holy Shit!” he exclaimed, when I finally released hisdick and sat. Then without warning, he pushed back off of me, sitting up straight, pulling his dick out of me, and leaning back on his legs. My eyes locked on his tool as he grabbed ahold of it, he had put it in me before I had gotten a chance to look, and now I wanted to see it. As soon as he grabbed it he turned to the side slightly, just as a shot of semen flew from the tip, I’ve had sex ed, I knew what came out of guys during sex. What I didn’t know was how much would come. He sprayed several more shots. "Just consider me the best patron an artist could ever have."I agreed. He approached me and took my wrinkled face in his hands and kissed me. It was strange. I felt two tongues enter my mouth."Tonight, sleep with your husband if you wish to save your paintings in the morning."At the grocery store I couldn't find any of the foods I craved. It was no surprise. I didn't plan to stay in town long, maybe a year or three so I knew I could make do. I would have to dig out my old recipes and make most.