I'm pretty sure I had an erection for the next three days. After waiting what seemed like an eternity I came back after work and saw the two of them i... the lobby and knew it was time. She asked how long I thought it might take for me to recover after one of them. "Honestly, with the two of you... not long." I said, and she smiled. "We'll want to meet you for the next four days. My cycle is a little ahead of hers by just a day maybe." She added as we rode the elevator up to my flat. I had a. "Oh yes, please, let me lick you, Ashley," I implore.She lowers herself to me, and my tongue licks her lovely full lips. I taste her juice on the inside. I suck on one lip, licking it inside and out, then repeat on the other. She sighs contentedly.Having cleaned her lips, I lick deeper between her lips, finding her pussy. I moan with delight at tasting her sweet juice. I stab my tongue as deep as I can go, eliciting groans from Ashley."Oh, you're so good at this," she whispers, as I lick deep. Holding my head to control my speed he fucks my face briefly. He reaches down and takes hold of my arm and pulls me up to stand in front of him, his hand under my chin lifting my face to look at him. “Speak.” “Hello Sir, how may I serve you today?” His only response is to pull me close and kiss me deeply. He takes my hand and leads me up the stairs. He lays on the bed, cock standing tall and hard. “Undress, and then crawl to me and suck my cock.” I undress slowly, just the way he likes, never. I knew she wanted it because she put the moves on. I was content to go home to Jules and paint this young woman just from memory. She didn’t move me enough to ache for the full use of my technique. A memory portrait could suffice. But I could go either way with that. I wasn’t a fanatic about my art; it was comfort rather than an obsession for me.I stood down from the stool in the center of the bare wooden stage to the sound of applause scattered around the room that was all the more satisfying.