“When I’m ready,” she said with a little smile on her face. Sarah was as turned on as me. Where she knelt and sat on the blanket was now all wet...with her juices. Her pussy was as free flowing as my cock. And her juices had run down the inside of her thighs. She grabbed the long wooden box, opened it and began to take out paint brushes; the kind used for water color or oil paintings. I’d like to say that the various paint brushes felt good on my cock, but can’t. I could feel some of them; others. So that weekend I got up the nerve to call her hotel. She was checking out Sunday morning but if I wanted to come by for a last 'interview' I could Saturday at 2:00pm. She had said it with a laugh to be sure, but the idea of being with her and the excitement of it all caused me to hope she really wanted to see me.This time when I called from the lobby I was told to come up to her room. Again she poured us a drink each and again I had to show her how mature I was. We talked and by the end of the. More

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