He always directly went for intercourse and collapsed soon without satisfying her.Till now we didn’t exchange our pictures and mobile number. We use... to chat on Hangout. It is always easier to share fantasies with unknown who can’t judge you. She started talking openly. I thought of making my move to seduce her. So one day I started sending her hot pictures of couples smooching in bed.They were squeezing boobs. After seeing that pictures she becomes hot and then we used to have sex chat. Soon. I was sitting there enjoying my feast when something caught my eye. The bottle of tomato Ketchup I had just got out of the cupboard. The new bottle of tomato ketchup I'd had to open, because I'd finished the last one on Friday night after we got back from doing the weekly shopping. The new bottle of tomato ketchup that Stella had to get especially on Saturday in town because we had forgotten to get some in Asda on Friday. The bottle that had "Asda Smart Price" written on the label. When it. "What's wrong, baby...you don't like the attention?"?I took one of my long nails and pinched Colby's balls until he uttered yet another high-pitched squeal. "Oh what fun it is to be a male soprano, huh baby?"?I kept slapping. "You're lucky, I don't seem to have any clothespins or binder clips this trip, Colby...Mommy's out of materials.'Member when I knocked five binder clips off your scrotum last winter?"?God, I wish I could remember what I did with my butterfly clamps! I also enjoyed weighing. ”“Huh?”“One to put paint on the canvas and one to hang the artist. Don’t get caught in the trap of continually tweaking one painting. It’s finished. We’ve photographed it. Move on.”Okay. Well, I got the message. And it was silly, but keeping it displayed in the studio as a reference for the smaller pieces meant it was always a temptation to do one more thing. I draped it.“Kitten, what would you think if I sent my two paintings that are in storage down to Gerhardt?”“Are you going to release them.