She said I was unfair competition for her business. She was probably just making a point, or joking even, but I’d never thought about that before. I...was, well Candy was giving something away that belonged to you.”Another long silence followed.“You know the worst thing about what Candy found out?”“No.”“She found you always forgave her.”“And that’s a bad thing?”“In a way.”“Candy was punished.”“Yeah, that could have been a good thing, except she set that up and enjoyed it too. You went along with. I called over to her and said hold that corner for me. I walked up behind her lifted her skirt as she was holding the sheet and began to push it back up her, she didn't try to stop me so I held her waist and carried onIt was long before she was getting to loud so I stopped and walked back inside with her juices dripping off the plastic cock. She had quickly followed me inside got on her knees and sucked the strap-on, I was impressed at how well she handled it. She got up grabbed it dragging me. I stopped trying to keep up with her, she was relentless! I arched my back, trying to relieve the pain from her fingernails and prepare for the waves of the orgasms that I knew were about to hit both of us. Then she suddenly rotated her pussy upward and took my cock all the way in. Her eyes opened wide as she sucked in a deep breath. “Fuck me hard, damn it!” She yelled. “Make it hurt you bastard!”I tried to comply with her wishes.“Come on you son of bitch, harder, harder, and harder!. The total lack of hope struck me. It struck me to the core of my soul. I had to wet my lips and take a deep break. ‘She’s just a whore,’ I thought, ‘A woman of no morals.’ ‘I…madam, am a painter. I have been asked by my teacher, my maser, to capture your likeness in pigments for a great work he has been commissioned for. Considering your lowly statue in life I would think it an honor to know that your face will be immortalized forever within a truly fabulous painting. It will be, for a.