My entire day was spent with a raging hard-on, that got harder every time I thought about it.On my way home I was imagining Carol's girl friends naked... all of them. Carol was brunet, around 5 ft. 5 with small pointy tits with a almost hairless pussy. Her nipples were the puffy kind and I loved sucking on them making them protrude more from her tit than usual. Her pussy was tasty with prominent lips holding a good sized clit. Her cunt was sized as extra tight and her blow jobs were of the. Maybe we can get him to do ours!” Chip now says. “Are you good?” Lisa asks her teen companion. “Yeah, I’m good! I’m REAL good!’ J.J. replies. “I bet you are!” Lisa responds with a giggle. “Yeah, he works real hard, don’t you, man?” Chip now asks, eager to stir the pot some more. “Oh, yeah! I’m the hardest worker you’ll ever meet!” J.J. agrees, flashing his braces in a boyish grin. Lisa lowers her head and giggles again, undeniably enjoying the double entendres. “Wow! I’m impressed!” she says,. ‘Look into the mirror Kara, what do you see?’ he asked softly. ‘I see me.’ she answered, her voice straining. Her reflection always made her cry. ‘No, what do you see?’ ‘I see me. Big, fat ole me,’ she cried. ‘My cheeks are fat, my lips too big, my breasts too full too big, I have a gut, my hips too wide, my legs too fat and to top it all off, I have a big ass!’ she wailed, covering her eyes as she cried in torrents. Moving her hands away from her face, Jared softly dabbed her tears with a silk. I only needed to add a little distilled water to have good paintable pigments. I went to work on my new ‘wall’—a tiny fresco. I patterned it after the thick oil that I’d painted the day after Kate came home. My image of The Prodigal, much more carefully rendered in pigment on wet plaster. When I reached the golden stage of the plaster—about seven hours later—I blended the colors to make sure each would read the way I wanted.The fresco weighed close to forty pounds—more while it was still wet,.