The first we noticed was when she appeared in front of us. In a flash I was at eye level with her impressive clit at full mast. In length and thicknes... her swinging weapon was very much like my darling Gina's. I estimated around twenty five centimetres long and maybe three fingers thick. The helmet a deep red and dripping pre-cum into the tub. I intended to savour this encounter and ensure it would be pleasurable for us both. Holding it with two fingers, Suzanne slowly waved it around in our. He then took his lips from my nipple and brought his head back to my lips, kissing me deeply before making the slow trail back down my over sensitized body. As his head got lower and lower, kissing his way down my stomach still, I could feel myself start to drip. As he got to his destination, I found that I was ready for him but he wanted to please me more. His hands moved up my thighs, slightly rubbing. In moving my thighs farther apart, he could see really how excited I was for him. He looked. Was I going? My reply was to put on my night-gown, say I meant to sleep all night with her; I showed her my shirt, dabbed with bloody semen, and gloried in it, told her her chemise was in the same state. She begged me to leave her, and pushed me into the sitting-room, wiped her bloody quim, and changed her things. She could not find Camille’s night-gowns, her own were dirty, so she put on one of Camille’s beautiful chemises, and over it the white robe. What a difference that entry of my prick. At the Blick Art Materials store I picked up 3 brushes for $10, they had 8 inch handles rounded ends and I got three different sizes, a thin one at 4mm, one at 6mm the last one at 8mm, I paid for them and got back to the office as quickly as humanly possible to start stuffing these down my cock. The girls were packing up to leave for the afternoon and I thanked them for the work and wished them a good weekend, Sharon noticed the brushes in my hand asked what I was painting with such small.