1. 2 Holiday surprise


    Date: 10/11/2015, Categories: BDSM, Hardcore, Author: alibodge, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    my surprise wandered across and passed away the time of day in a most normal fashion, the weather, what was I sketching that sort of thing, he then asked to see what I had done and since I was fairly happy with the afternoons work I showed him the caricature`s. He seemed fairly impressed by the pencil work, especially the big ladies breasts, now long since covered up, remarking on the way I seemed fixated on breasts, which I confirmed. He asked if I would sketch his mother, which I was more than happy to do, so he invited me over to where the lady lay on her towel introducing her to me as “Eve” and telling her that I was here to “sketch her tit`s” telling her to get her shirt off, which she scrambled to do as quickly as she could in silence, he did not introduce the father figure. Up until this I had only ever seen the lady in a well filled shirt, now I was confronted with a fabulous pair of breasts encased in a white lacy bra, a dark shadow passed across Trevor’s face when he saw the bra was white, he was about to tell her to remove the bra, when I stopped him saying I would work on the sketch like this, perhaps that was to save the ladies blushes or perhaps my own. “Eve” had not uttered a sound, (thinking about it the only sounds I had heard her utter since she came into my consciousness had been the one word “Trevor “at the height of her orgasm!) Here she was, an artist`s joy, compliantly sitting up on the towel, still as a statue, with a strange man sketching every ...
    detail of her upper body, on the instructions of her son. Trevor began to tell me of the home they had about a mile inland, he said it was an isolated place surrounded by farmland, which suited their lifestyle to the ground, my mind was running overtime and it took me quite a while to complete a fairly good sketch, which Trevor seemed to feel was good enough to frame, offering to pay for it, which I declined, asking if I could visit them at home and do some more sketches of the good lady as models like her being hard to come by. To this Trevor began to laugh, “by all means” he chuckled, then ordered the father to fetch ice creams for all of us, which the old chap quickly scuttled away to fetch. He quietly explained that he was master of the house, a fact that I had already gathered, that perhaps their lifestyle was a little different to a lot of other folks, and that if I would promise discretion he would arrange for me to visit their home to sketch some much more erotic poses. The deal was quickly struck; over a “99 cornet” each delivered by a now breathless dad who must have run both ways to fetch them. That evening I set out for the little homestead, leaving my misses wrapped round the telly, she hardly noticed when I announced I was off to play skittles at the pub in the nearby village. It took a good quarter of an hour down unfamiliar tracks to find the isolated little bungalow tucked away beside the local canal, the sun was still showing and the heat radiating from the baked ...
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