I headed to the lounge and she directed me into a reclining position, facing her easel. She took her place behind the easel, sitting on a tall stool, ...rossing her legs which were partially hidden by the easel and canvas.She started by sketching for what seemed an hour or more, and I held my position. Well, my body did mostly, but my dick would gradually rise as I viewed her legs and watched her arms working back and forth behind the easel, then I would look at the skylights or walls and it. With the help of tiny blue nylon panties, no bra and a touch of my favorite perfume, I was on my way.I felt great and was starting to enjoy the trip. With all the cars and people it seemed more like an adventure. Soon I was relaxed and driving at a moderate pace. Those great trucking guys blowing their air horns, flashing headlights and frantically waving as they passed, made me feel extra special. I stopped several times for diet soda's and soon before I new it, I had left the interstate. In. I could feel my breasts leaking into my padding. He said, "Your body is amazing. A man could really use you from this position. Are you wearing the same thong from the other night?"He was driving me wild. I was trying my best to hold off my orgasm to make this feeling last forever, "Yes. Is it as sexy as you imagined?"My body was on fire ans then he said, "A lot sexier in person. You are so fucking sexy."I could not hold off any longer and came hard and collapsed forward on the floor. He came. She took my coat and gave me a quick hug and before I had time to decided my next room her demeanor changed and in a high pitched clipped voice she chirped, “mommy went to work but she said you were supposed to brush my hair and put lotion on my legs”. “Sure angle”, I told her and had her sit on the floor between the coffee table and the couch. I picked up the hairbrush and asked her how school was and as I brushed her hair I told her how pretty it was and how I loved to brush it. Then after a.