With his hands rubbing the insides of my thighs, my cock swelled again. Straining and throbbing inside my jeans, he moved his fingers along my bulge a...d an “Ohhh” escaped his lips. There was no hiding my excitement. There was also no hiding my desire and need for his mouth on me again. I undid my zipper and pushed my pants down as he took my erection into his hand. His touch felt amazing, and I leaned back, lost in the pleasure. “Mmmmm” he moaned as he licked my tight ballsack. My eyes rolled. The feelings that his body was experiencing were incredible. He was so horny he couldn't stand it. He grabbed his cock with his free hand and started stoking faster and faster, squeezing his meat so that more precum would ooze out and he would rub it all over his slimy cock, stroking and stroking, pumping his fist and hips.He looked in the mirror at the hot cock with slimy cock juice all over it and himself with horny sweat covering him pumping his fist. His cock just exploded with cum flying. "Believe me," I reassured my hands moving over her twin peaks, "you have nothing to be ashamed off." Do you think so?" she said sitting up and looking at her reflection in the dressing table mirror."Aren't they a little big?" she said cupping herself and turning to see herself from a different angle."They are very beautiful," I said truthfully."Ok," she turned and smiled at me that put life back into my limp cock.I had loaded a 400 asa, a fast black and white film in the camera, no electronic. Can you do that for me?”Artist’s eyes? I guess I got what she was talking about. Inside my skull, a little version of me reached out and popped an eyeball out from its place behind my closed eyelids. I gave it a little polish and looked at it closely. Was this an artist’s eye? Maybe. Or maybe it was more like a general purpose eye that I used for everyday seeing. I threw open a storage chest in the back of my head and rummaged around in it for those artist’s eyes of mine.I found a set of eyes.