Tag: painting
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Her Art.
He stood against the beautiful old tree the branches full of lunch green leaves. She had made him undress and placed clamps on his nipples, placed him in a pose She was happy with, commanded him to stay hard. She sat on a silk cushion cross legged, wearing nothing but her stockings and high red…
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I want to paint you.
This post and picture made me want to paint you. I would use you as My canvas, make you lay there for hours and study every muscle under My paintbrush. I would glory in every shiver, every sigh and every moan I was able to pull from you, but you would not be allowed to…