And waited. Within seconds the door swung open and there he stood, I saw his smile - and tears filled my eyes.He reached forward and grabbed my hand ...ulling me close to him, wrapping his arms around me, he lowered his head and kissed me, long and hard; making my knees buckle.My skin was tingling as he kissed my neck, and then moved his mouth back over mine, his hands moving down my back. I pulled away and looked up at him.'Can I come in' I asked quietly.'Oh god, yes, sorry'. he replied,. It was so warm and salty, but I loved his taste. I swallowed it as I looked up at him."Yea, swallow it all," Matt said.I sucked every drop. I have to admit, Matt looked hot lying back on my bed, legs open with his cock wet and getting soft after cumming. I looked between his legs and could still see it was wet from tasting his asshole. I told him how horny he made me as I looked at him, stroking my hard cock."I want you to cum dude, but I'm not sure I'm ready for anything more just yet," he. "Don't you dare," she said, but again her voice betrayed her changing feelings."Go on grab 'em," said a voice."Oh fucking 'ell," one said, "they're fucking lovely." No you mustn't," she pleaded, but her voice had subtlerly changed again, less of a panic now."Here let me have a feel," said a new voice.My eyes had now accustomed to the darkness and I could make out that there were three guys surrounding J. one was holding her arms behind her back and two were in front with their hands on her. I handed her a wide brush and gingerly lifted my still-damp work off the easel, placed it on my workbench and grabbed a fresh canvas from under the bench. ‘I’m not really certain how much I can show you – I can’t claim to know any actual techniques or styles, honestly, for me it’s all about feel. Much like my writing used to, the paint just kind of flows, almost as if I’m unconscious.’ ‘So it’s all about the feel?’ she murmured, a hint of seduction in her voice. ‘Not automatically. Some.