Sure it was confronting seeing naked me, over and over again, but I’d gotten used to that now and I was thinking more like this was my bedroom, so w...y shouldn’t I have pictures of me in my room?I’ve already described the second one Mum painted of me standing beside the mirror. The third one I’d seen Mum working on over my bed was finished. It showed me, naked of course, sitting on a flying carpet, hovering in the air above my bed. I was sitting upright like I’d sat in front of the mirror the. Heels and stockings, a dress, lacy lingerie underneath, hair all done up, you know it does something for a man's ego to see his woman making an effort to attract him. Lydia certainly made an effort. I don't think Lydia would look bad in any clothing, but this little black dress that clung to her was..."Spectacular!" I grinned stupidly as she did a little twirl for me. Her smile and face lit up as well. She seemed pleased that I appreciate her efforts."You're looking pretty hot yourself!" she. She felt like this a****l was actually trying to ruin her. She felt the force of his thrusts as he mercilessly ravaged her throat with no regards for her safety. Her throat was probably bleeding and he was still fucking her head like he hated her. He grunted as he again jumped into the air and this time as he came down he wrapped his arms around Chloe's waist and bear hugged her. Chloe's vision faded away as his massive cock pulsated wave after wave of cum into Chloe's stomach. Her stomach. I suspect if she has her way, I’ll be just like you in no time. Maybe you can show me how to live without shame.” I tilted my head back and let out a sigh, savoring the feeling of Justina’s tongue. If this was to be the dynamic of our friendship, I guess I wouldn’t mind. I didn’t need idle conversation to pass the time, but a ‘friend’ who would listen to my verbalized thoughts without complaint or comment would be nice. I just wished she’d get back to licking me, because for some reason she’d.