She had completed a Masters in Fine Arts. She discovered from her mother that I was a professional artist and we became close because of that. She had...done modeling in school to pay for some bills and she now did the same for me. I painted nudes as well as landscapes. I adored her body. It was great for my type of work. We established a routine and she could come over whenever she wanted. I kept the door open during the day. She was often out looking for work, not wishing to go back to graduate. He couldn't remember the last time she wore something this revealing in public. Her hair must be piled up under her cap. She carried a sign that said "Darren Davis." Stephanie, I am Darren Davis," he said, stepping up to the lovely chauffeur."Welcome, Mr. Davis. Do you have any bags?" Just the one, Stephanie." Her body language made it obvious that she wanted to play this as if they were strangers."Follow me, sir."Darren whispered under his breath, "To the ends of the earth," as he watched her. Jessica grimaced with intense pleasure as he straightened his forefinger, pressing it into the clasping interior of her over-heated cunt."Ohhhh, dad, that feels sooooo good!" she groaned, wiggling her ass excitedly. "Why don't you move it in and out a little?"Albert eagerly complied, pumping his finger in and out of his daughter's pussy, feeling her cunt-muscles sucking juicily around the invading digit. Jessica gasped and started humping her ass feverishly off the couch.With a moan of. Things like homework and food would bring us together, but we would just end up hanging out, and eventually she started coming over to my apartment just for the hell of it. So I guess you could say we became good friends.One day when we were hanging out and we kissed. Nothing big, but things just felt right, and we ended up making out on the couch. That didn't really go anywhere further, but after that day, we would just make out from time to time. Most of the time, I would want to go further,.