I went to a drawer where I kept my perfume and took out my favourite, but subtle, aroma. Indian sex I noticed there was a marker in the book. “Wow! Then she came closer to me, took my face in both hands and kissed me on the lips. She started to work quite gently on the muscles on the sides of my neck quite near my ears, the same circling movements that engendered such pleasure in me. . She repeated all this with my other leg, then brushed her hands swiftly up my legs occasionally making firm contact with my pussy as she did so. She took one step back and in an almost inaudible whisper said, “Yes, I really do like that.”
When the long pose was over I put on my robe and went into the cafeteria with the others for coffee. The tension inside me disappeared. “Would you like to see my naked slave girl painting?”
“You bet! She had a firm body and bust with muscles which showed rather more than the average woman. Then she went over to the cupboard and returned with a tin of talcum powder. Then I took one final look at myself in the mirror and decided to get dressed. “Oh, no. Which way are you going?”
“Oh, don’t worry about that. “No difficulty at all.”
