Without any thought for food or drink I rushed into my studio and sketched her likeness; the energy surged through me and on to the canvas. By early a...ternoon I at last stopped and surveyed my work, it didn't do her justice but the painting still radiated life. It was the best piece of work I had done for many a month if not ever. Suddenly I felt hungry and made my first meal for days, just a sandwich and boy did it taste good. Her vision inside my head was still as clear as ever, so I started. She looked up when I came in, a smile on her moist, voluptuous lips. She was wearing a nightgown, it was open enough in the front to show a good portion of her large, boobs, and through it, I could see the shadow of her dark areola. I could feel a twitch in my shorts “Hi,” she said in a low, sultry voice. “Good Morning.”“Good Morning, Nazia,” I answered, “Pardon me for coming out like this. I forgot that you were here.”“Hey, it’s fine with me. I’d rather see than a good-looking guy in shorts.”. Then my own cum came streaming out of my cock without even being touched."Wow!" exclaimed Jill, "Trig fucked the cum out of him!" Seeing the cum fly freely from my cock pushed Trig over the edge. Not only had I had the cum fucked out of me, my ass was about to receive its first load of man cum from Trig's throbbing fuck pole. "Oh," moaned Trig. "What a fuck...what a hot ass pussy...oh fuck, hump that ass, pussy bitch. Take my man juice you whore. Yea...now you pussy take it all."And take it all. Beautiful, soft, and hard at the same time. She never wanted to leave this moment. Jasper needed to see her eyes again. To see the pleasure radiating through Rose's body. He lifted her ass, kneeling on the bed with her legs over his shoulders. Her sexy cunt kept calling his name. Her inner and outer "Rose" petals were ruby red from the fucking and his mouth. Her erect clit begged him to suck on it. Her eyes closed as her body shook with another wave of rapture. "Look at me," he said, "talk to.