I had stayed there for more than four hours, and then driven straight home. If I wasn't wrong, which I usually am, that address was the studio/home of...the artist who had signed both paintings.My course of action was obvious.--------I sat in my car in her driveway and tried to reign in my thoughts. On one hand, it had been more than fifteen years since my wife and I had visited the cottage to pick up the painting of the cat, and I knew I hadn't been there since. On the other hand, her late model. I could feel my cock throbbing deliciously against the tight confines of its silky prison. A slight warm breeze heightening the sensation of exposure as it touched so much exposed skin. I looked down my stomach at the low slung strip of fabric stretched over my thick manhood. The speedos were below my hip bone and there was so much of my groin exposed that it was apparent I was shaven; I looked positively indecent. I slightly moved my hips feeling my cock slide against its silky prison. A. Shortly after lunch, Erica stopped over to borrow a red dress from Brandi. Brandi gave me a pair of gym shorts to cover my panties, but my shaved body was still on display. Erica raised an eyebrow but didn't say anything. She met Brandi in the bedroom, they talked for a while, giggled a few times and Erica left. Brandi came back downstairs still wearing the strapon. "Did you.." I started and she stopped me. "No questions!" She was quite authoritative. Before I knew what was happening she yanked. I'll bet your mommy would go nuts over high school jock dick! I just might fuck your mommy! Shove my big fat dick into her dried out pussy. She probably hasn't had a fuck since your father died, has she? She needs some cock as bad as you do. Maybe I'll fuck both of you in the same bed at the same time. I'll jut go from hole to hole. From Mommy's cunt to your mouth. From your asshole to Mommy's mouth. Wouldn't that be fucking sweet? Both of you kissing and licking my big fat balls at the same.