Not to mention your breasts." She grins, and she opens her pad to show me today's drawing. The blonde is there, lying on the grass. Half nude. The cas...mere is crumpled up like a pillow under her head in the drawing. I'm in the drawing too, in the corner, sitting on the bench, obviously aroused. One of my hands is covering my breast, but not for modesty; it's circling my nipple. My very erect nipple. "I like to watch you draw. It's almost like you're drawing on my neck." "I know. Well, I didn't. Now my was also reciprocating him in the samy manner.after a few thrusts boss said *my rani ,lets change the pose now and you becomy bitch for the night and be like a bitch so be on all fours and let my fuck you like a dog* my {getting up from the bed and posing like a bitch}said *boss kutiya tau main ban jaaoongi per myri gand myin mat pel dena aapka hallabi lund*{boss i am ready to becomy a bitch but please don’t push your HALLABI LUND in ass} boss said *oh you don’t worry on that ,i don’t. I watched for a short time as the saleswoman put the shoes back in the box. Instead of leaving, I tried to find the woman who’d tried them on. I got a glimpse of her and followed. I found her having a pretentious latte in the food court. I walked up and tried to start a conversation.“Excuse me, Miss. May I talk with you for a moment?”She knitted her brow. “Well, it’s Mrs., but go ahead.”I sat down. “I noticed you trying on those Christian Louboutin shoes upstairs. Very nice.”Her brow. Finally, he lowered the weight again, and once again exhaled with a groan and pushed upwards, muscles wavered, arms shaking. He finished the 9th rep and after controlling the weight down to his chest, let them drop with a loud "thump" onto the padded mats. He was the only one in the free-weight area, and most of the other people were glancing over at the sounds of his workout. I tell you I was very impressed, that man is closer to 40 rather than 30, but he still can push iron with the big.