His scantily haired white thighs were appealing. His buttocks made a good shape in those shorts and gave me a boner to look at him flirt with mom.Ashu...came home next day and was changing in the guest room. Mom barged in with coffee and was shocked to see him in his blue Playboy undies. She hurriedly kept the coffee on the dresser and still, he stood like that talking to her as if it’s okay. I too had followed her and I stood at the door talking to him now. Now, mom can’t leave and had to stand. Tami was working on a painting next to me. I grabbed the brush out of her hand and smeared some paint on the paper before handing it back. It was a dark purple. Then I took a jar or red paint and tipped a little onto the paper letting it run down and through the purple smear.I showed it to Mr. Kincaid. "I call it Portrait of a Failed Artist Who Pretends to Teach and Criticize."Mr. Kincaid's face went through almost the entire spectrum. First white, then pink, red, and purple. He opened his. I was so wet and so taken with Rogers cock that I hoped that Frank wouldnt notice what was happening and somehow prevent me from getting fucked by it. But then Shellie tells me Im not finished and I realize that theyre watching. So I figured Id just go for it! I stood up and took off my suit. I took Rogers hand and moved away from the tub. I had him lay down on one of their deck chairs and straddled him. I held my cunt lips open and lowered myself onto his beautiful cock. It filled me in a way. I hold it in, close my eyes and imagine you standing there looking at the stars with me on the top of a nearby mountain, on a hike we had been on together recently. I exhale, smoke and hot air comes billowing out, wispy and white. It’s December and it’s about 40 degrees out. I spend a lot of time out here in my backyard thinking about you. I pull my sleeves over my hands, leaving just my burning cigarette sticking out, and cross my arms tight across my small chest, pressing in on my soft.