Do it. Fuck me!" She went babbling on as again she shook and trembled through another orgasm. I hadn't curled my fingers inside her sloppy cunt and I...estimated that from the part of my wrist where it disappeared inside her to my finger tip must have been twelve inches. About the length of a wine bottle! I pulled one from the box. I brought it up to her heaving cunt and rubbed it around picking up lubrication of her juices on it. When I thought it was covered enough I started to withdraw my. “With me, I can see what Art needs—I guess it is through his aura—and often interpret his paintings. Lately, some of his paintings have gotten beyond where I can go. That’s been a part of what we call the darkness that has affected his vision. He can paint an entire scene on a canvas using nothing but black paint. I can’t see the details that others can.”“You mean like a line drawing with paint?” Mr. Wells asked.“No. The entire canvas is covered in black paint,” Annette explained. “Something. I cum in her again and she slipped down and took my cock in her mouth and sucked me hard. She kept sucking harder and harder until I cum again. She licked me clean and said, “We can go again after a while.”Just then I got an emergency service call and took Lacey with me. She had ridden along with me before so this was old stuff to her. It was a nice house in an upscale neighborhood. An attractive woman about my age came to the door. She saw Lacey and exclaimed, “Oh, you brought help with you.”. I had my back arched a little so that I could push my pubes up into her face and her mouth, and Wanda was the kind of girl, like me, who had been eating pussy since she was about eight years old! Wanda knew what she was doing. Wanda did me so lovely, with lots of kisses and breast play. I didn't love her, but I loved the way she did what she did. I was looking at the door, upside down, as she took me through come number three. She was the kind of lover who rubbed my clittle with her thumb while.