“What a luscious looking painting!”
He thought while buying this,
That which had captivated him at first sight,
The one that looked alive, unlike the rest.
Seducing him with its dazzling eyes
And luscious lips…
“Are you speaking to me?”
Were his first words upon buying …
He dozed off to sleep, dreaming,
Only to be awakened by soft hands,
Caressing his unshaved chin…
Shocked was he, upon looking
As she stood by him, swaying and teasing him
With her luscious breasts swinging.
Making his heart throb
As she pressed her lips, kissing and
Unzipping his pants, making his cock ooze.
She swayed and swayed,
Teasing him more and more,
Making him taste her sweat
And suck her breasts…
Moaning, as she teased him with her nipples
Making him want more and more…
Pressing his lips with hers, as she stood up,
Giving her dripping wet pussy
To lick and suck her dripping wet cum.
He moaned and groaned with agony and bliss,
Drinking more and more of her,
Making him an addict for her cum…
She left him with a sweet smile on his face
And cum dripping across his lips…
He lay there, awoke
Just to realize that it was a dream.
A dream, but still with cum dripping across his lips,
And the woman in the painting with some changes…
A wink of seduction, which wasn’t there before.
