"Erica's face was glowing as she crawled off The bed onto The bedroomfloor. I had never done it in that position so I was excited as well.She laid dow... on The floor kicked her feet up into The air, balancingherself on The back of her shoulders and propping herself against Thebed. I stepped up and held her by The hips to stabilize her in Thecomical position. Her legs were now dangling down by her head as shelooked up me through her wide spread thighs. I peered back down ather, pulling my eyes. Ben wasn't happy about the placement, and he tried to fix it, but it was constantly in the wrong direction.--- "I think you know a good place to stick it in, so it would hang just the right way." --- she said wiggling her ass suggestively.Ben was nearly certain she meant her asshole, but would not risk asking. He sat defeated holding the tail. She went to him on all fours, and took it from him.--- "Thank you for this beautiful tail. Don't worry, I'll sew it in. It will look perfect on me."Ben. She was thirty-two, about the time most women start losing their looks. But she was getting finer and finer.I smiled. "Let me see. Turn around." I put my hand to my chin and considered how much I wanted to fuck her.She put out her arms and shimmied her shoulders, moving seductively in slow rhythmic motions. She shifted on her feet, snaking her body and teasing me with her knockout curves. She made a full turn and then hoisted her porn-star tits. She gripped and squeezed the melons of soft. "I chuckled and said, "It's in the eye of the beholder, Jill. That's French artwork and painted by Suzanne Ballivet. I fell in love with her work when I was in Paris. Okay, some call it art and people like you call it pornography." You don't get it, Hank. It has nothing to do with the sex in those paintings. I'm not a prude. All along I thought your roommate Alex was a guy and you were gay. That's why I avoided you before you left for Paris. I didn't think there was a future for us. I'm sorry,.