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The Devils Deflower

... her legs and arms in such a manner she could hold it still for few minutes. The painting came out amazing. It showed a melancholic mood surrounded with a beautiful woman looking into the sunset. The shadows of a cities darkness in the background. It was one of his best pieces he's painted recently. Natalie came by regularly to help model for more of his paintings. They chatted a lot while he painted and he felt much more motivated to paint. He felt more comfortable working with Natalie as he guided her poses. It seemed like the outfits became a little more provocative each time. He picked out seductive shorter dresses but she didn't mind and she was comfortable and confident in them. She had a slender voluptuous figure that looked good in almost anything. One Saturday morning, Natalie came by to help Mr. Pierce with another one of his paintings. "Here lean on this." He laid her back on a modernized lounge chair that held her upright. He reached from behind her as he guided her arms to her sides and lightly tilting her chin up. She stared at him directly as he reach down to unbutton the top of her dress. Then undoing the next and the next button below it. He continued down to the last one, exposing her slim stomach. Her elegant laced bra revealed, supporting her ample breast. Natalie was alarmed as she watched him pull her dress strap off her shoulders down to her wrist. Her stomach and chest partially exposed from one side. He began painting as she lay there calmly. She ...

... observed him in deep concentration. It was silent and all she could hear was the sound of brush strokes along with his heavy breathing. A few minutes later he stood up to grab a glass of wine. Natalie lay silently. He walked up to Her offering a glass of wine through a little straw. Delightedly she placed her lips over the straw as she looked up at him directly. He pictured her sucking his cock as she looked up towards him. She continued to sip through the straw with a big smile. "Thank you." She replied in a soft voice. A few glasses later he finished his painting. He held his painting before setting it on the table. He walked around behind her as she stared at another stunning acrylic painting. He pulled her dress strap back as his hand grazed her arm up to her shoulder. She didn't seem to notice as she was still concentrating on the details of the painting. The woman closely resembled her but there was a mysterious seductive aura in the picture. He placed his hand on her back as he began to knead and rub the back of her neck. She rested her eyes and tilted her head back, receptive of his gesture. He lowered his hands to her small shoulders as he applied pressure on his thumbs in slow circular motions. Slowly working his way to her outer shoulders, slowly grazing her arms. He placed his hands against her waist sliding his fingers towards her lower back applying a significant amount of pressure. Her skin was pure and smooth as his hands slipped up her back and towards the sides ...