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Daniel unbuckled his belt and pushed the jeans down, quickly kicking
out of the pant legs. He didn’t bother with his socks, slowing only long
enough to hike the woman’s nightie. Her underwear was pink and equally
sheer.
He pinched her butt hard. She yelped. Daniel slipped his hand inside
the back of her panties and moved to lightly squeeze her vaginal lips,
rubbing them slickly. His hand descended abruptly in a karate chop,
snapping the panties down to the woman’s knees with a resounding elastic
THWAP.
Holding her nightie up, he guided his cock to her entrance and rubbed
against it with his hard length. Daniel could hear her heavy breathing.
With deliberate slowness he eased into the tight stretchy world of
pleasure within the woman. The slow deep entry caused him to exhale
softly.
With his right hand he reached around her leg to touch his balls. He idly
played with her pubic hair as he finally finished the entry. He paused
there, lodged inside her, no movement but for the shallow tremble in
their chests while they breathed.
Daniel slowly pulled out, feeling her wetness guide his way. On the
way back in he kept his thrust marginally slower than glacial. Gradually
he built up a rhythm, keeping it going with smooth habit as wet friction
gave him its pleasure. His movements relaxed and steady, he took time to
fondle the girl’s breasts, to lick the back of her neck and bury his face
in her thick hair.

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Her outstretched hand froze along with the rest of her body. Then,
very slowly, she began grinding her rear end in slow circles against his
cock. Daniel thrust forcefully against the crack of her ass through the
thin nightie. His hands moved to her sides to steady himself as he heard
her mutter something quietly in Portuguese. Something de dios.
Daniel moved his hands around to her chest and clutched a pair of
delightfully heavy, dark nippled breasts against the sheer fabric. He
squeezed rhythmically while dry humping her rear with slow, powerful
thrusts. The woman bent over until her breasts flattened against the
counter and turned her head to rest on a mane of dark flowing hair.

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“Is she a real person?”
Daniel paused. “Yes. She — I knew her. We lived together for a
while.” He affected an air of insouciance and shrugged ambivalently. “It
didn’t work out.” That was putting it mildly. He’d almost lost his balls
to a pair of pinking shears when Angie caught him in bed with his pretty,
dark haired Portuguese neighbour.
It wasn’t that he’d meant to cheat; the temptation was just too
irresistable when the Portuguese woman came over in her brief nightie to
“borrow” something. When she reached for the third shelf, her flimsy white
nightie rode the luscious curve up her tight ass.
Hypnotically, Daniel submitted to the driving urge in his brain and
followed the divining rod of his erect cock right up to that perfect butt.
His cock poked hard against her soft rear end.

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They turned left at a branch and ended up in a large but nearly
deserted room filled to excess with leather furniture and plush wall to
wall carpeting. Two young men sat talking in the corner beside busts of
Cervantes, Donatello and Da Vinci. The sculpted Italian masters imparted a
sense of dignity to the room. Lydia let go of Daniel’s hand and looked about.
“Nice study,” she commented wryly, brushing wisps of hair from her
forehead.
“Yeah.” He pointed at his painting, recently hung over a real fireplace
of enormous dimensions. They strolled over to the picture. It was a small
portrait of a nude blonde woman reaching up on her tiptoes for the highest
level of a kitchen cupboard. Something flickered briefly across Lydia’s eyes
before vanishing. Daniel wondered what it was.

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“Up here,” he said. The crowd was a million kilometres away. She
nodded like a pretty schoolgirl, beautiful waves of brown hair curling
over and around her now unreadable face. They took the stairs two at a
time. Their pace grew slow as they proceeded down the tapestry lined
hallway holding hands.
They saw a few couples gazing at the rich tapestries. Others passed by
them on their way back downstairs with curiously satisfied smiles, silent
or whispering to each other. Daniel smiled inwardly without breaking his
external look of preoccupation.

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She turned her head and started. “Where’s Jason?” Daniel looked at the
empty spot where the man had been. In fact, the whole group had drifted
off like pampered kelp on a ritzy sea of hard marble, and neither had
noticed.
“I guess he had to leave,” Daniel murmured. Lydia nodded. “Listen… I
was just showing the Jacobis a little painting that I recently finished. I
think it’s in that big study upstairs. Would you like to see it?”
Lydia nodded again. Daniel took her hand softly, lightly, and began
moving through the crowd in the direction of a very wide, red carpeted
stairway spiralling up to the second floor. He didn’t looked back before
reaching the foot of the opulent stairs, yet could feel definite threads of
contact between him and her. Looking back at her, he wasn’t too
surprised to see her face conveying thoughtfulness and curiosity.

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Lydia stared at him attentively. Big beautiful browns, the
alliterative phrase popped up. “Of course, it also depends on what the
subject wants to do. It’s up to her to be the artist’s silent partner,
helping him shape the entire evolution of the picture. A really
outstanding subject is a treasure to find, at least for me.” He finished
somberly and stared at his glass.
A moment passed in silence. “Would you like to paint me?” she asked.
Another moment floated away. “Definitely,” he smiled. “Is that an offer?”
“Yes. Maybe.” Lydia tossed her shoulders in confusion and they both
broke out into laughter. When they looked back at each other both were
smiling.

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He began imagining the scene in his mind’s eye, Lydia seated
comfortably in his studio, ready to pose. Helplessly he pictured her
wearing a crimson and black frilly teddy emphasizing a high bust and tight
curves. Her crossing and uncrossing a pair of legs sheathed in thigh-high
black leather boots. Leering with intense wanton lust. Licking her lips at
him… Daniel locked away the image and stuffed it back in the hormonal
closets of his mind.
“The eyes,” he started over. “I’d have to check for the dominant feelings
there, and pick one to set the whole mood.” Daniel looked into her eyes now.
Soft, warm, open, melting, innocent, sensual, aware, unassuming, caring… a
rush of superlative adjectives tumbled over each other in his head. “Then I’d
draw the face around the framework of emotion. The hardest part is getting
the eyes just right.” He knew he’d never get her eyes wrong. “If the eyes
work out, everything else just falls into place,” he added quietly.

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Lydia took the opportunity to discreetly study him. Tall and well
built, he cut a fine figure in that tux, she had to admit. Sea green eyes
were framed by dark, almost feminine lashes. Stylishly short hair on a
chiselled face, capped by a slightly rounded chin. He held his drink with
casual confidence and exuded a friendly non-threatening air. His interest
in her was more than polite, she knew. She liked him.
“Tell me,” Lydia said slowly. Daniel listened attentively. She
continued, “If you were going to do me… how would you approach the
painting?” Daniel unfroze his smile and genuinely beamed.
“It’d be a pleasure. I find that a lovely subject just lends herself
to portrayal on canvas.” Not necessarily true…confirmed by the neutral
expression in Lydia’s eyes. Daniel hurried on. “But in terms of procedure,
well — skip terminology. I’d focus on the eyes to set the tone of the
painting.”

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“Just Daniel.” He shook the older gentleman’s hand firmly. He turned
to face Lydia, who was standing like a vision of glory in streaming green
and black. “Daniel,” he repeated softly, taking her hand in a slowly
pressing handshake. He felt the warmth and smoothness of her palm through
the glove, lingering for a moment. She didn’t protest.
Regretfully, Daniel released her magnetic warm hand and returned his
partial attention to Jason. “I dabble a little on the stock market. Well,
sometimes with futures too.” He grinned shamefacedly. “But mainly I paint:
landscapes, impressionistic pieces, portraits…” He glanced meaningfully
at Lydia. “I’m trying to learn to sculpt but it’s hard going so far.”
Lydia looked interested, so he decided to press on. “Actually, right
now I’m completing a collection on summer themes. Rivers, lakes, fishing,
Venice, beaches, the city in August; things along that line.”
Lydia smiled coquettishly. “Things that are hot.” Then, surprisingly,
she winked. Daniel coughed and covered up with a drink of his brandy. The
world temporarily narrowed to just the two of them, with Jason far away
behind an opaque wall. Daniel blinked and awoke again to the noisy room.
“Ummmmm. I like to think my works describe the season metaphorically.
I’ve already done something like this with Fall, which is really my
favourite season. I guess I’m in a rut.” He smiled apologetically and
raised his glass for a tiny sip.

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Hot Campus Teenie
Jason lifted a cufflinked hand at Daniel in mock accusation. “It’s
nice to know even the peasant masses can afford gold Rolexes,” he said,
waving at Daniel’s wrist with an evil grin.
Daniel mimed surprise. “Oh? This? A gift from a distant admirer. I’m
just an artist, I don’t have enough money to be counted among the Rich.
And I don’t have the looks or personality to match the arrogance of the
truly Self-Important.” Which was a lie, of course. The melting, kitchen
fire looks women had been sending him since he was 16 would tend to make
most guys haughty. But his easygoing, down to earth charm was no act.
Lydia’s bright face smiled up at him. It struck Daniel with the force of
blazing floodlights. It took an effort to maintain his composure and smile
back.
“So what else do you do, Mr…” Jason inquired gently.

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Most men would have been transfixed. Daniel patted his tuxedo absent-
mindedly for something he forgot, then realized with surprise he needed
nothing. He glanced at his elegant watch to check the time. Quarter past
eleven: getting late enough to be comfortable with the light inebriation
without feeling drowsy. When he looked up again the crowd had blocked his
view. Without hesitation he started making his way toward her end of the room.
She spotted him at once as he slipped between a young couple and a
gaggle of older wives. The middle aged women in their expensive finery
looked back at him as he passed, his lean figure cutting a devastatingly
handsome swath through their midst.
Daniel arrived at the young woman’s group unobtrusively. Holding his
glass of cherry brandy, he paid casual attention to the conversation. A
man in his early fifties, wearing a well tailored dark grey suit, was
speaking to the stunning woman who had taken over Daniel’s vision.
“Whatever you may say, Lydia, I think our host and hostess were more
surprised than they let on at the number of people who showed.” His
baritone voice flowed with the ease of a lifetime of conversation. Lydia,
Daniel echoed mentally as he registered her name.

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Understated elegance draped itself in subtle forms all over her body.
The word “dress” was too plain for the stunning outfit she wore with
ethereal beauty. Sweeping folds of green and black implied that the
designer had captured silk, velvet and liquid steel in one soft, shimmery
fabric.
The beautiful material caught the wash of illumination from the
chandeliers. Light danced across its dark surface in golden wavelets. In
a spotlight of shadow, each subtle movement caused a brief spillage of
light over the curves of her emerald green and matte black dress. She
sported the marked hues of equatorial jungle: a patterned cross of vibrant
green underbrush in heavy darkness.

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One of the first things I had to adjust to was his new life-style. He
didn’t try to hide his drugs (which was only Marijuana and Peyote) or his
girlfriend. He also introduced me to his new friends, which were all
people who had migrated to Berkeley from the midwest to catch the Berkeley
“movement,” though it had pretty well died off by the early 70’s there,
save for the occasional demonstration on the Berkeley campus. Eventually,
he introduced me to marijuana and rock concerts (which I though was the
best combination I ever experienced), and his roommate…


Hot Campus Teens Episode 25
To major in English, requires a strong will and a lot of dedication. But what happens when you need to relax and go a little wild? Well that’s what we’re here to show you. These hot campus teens dealing with the struggles of School, and how they unwind!! DOGGYSTYLE!!!

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Sexy tall blonde Summer was a tasty little treat we came across at the college campus. We needed a co-host on our show and she was very eager to help us out even if it took some fucking and sperm sucking. Once we got her back to the spot, she showed us how horny and hot these campus teens really are!