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Click hereRuby grinned as she knee walked over to the towel and turned around on it. "You can work on my eyes as I look up at you," she whispered.
James groaned softly as he squeezed out several colors of brown and then pure black on a small palette. He stepped over in front of the easel and looked down at Ruby. "Shaky hands aren't any good for painting."
She grinned up at him as she pulled his dick down in front of her face. "That's not my problem," she whispered and then licked the head of his dick.
James groaned as his hips jerked. She was looking up at him with all the love in the world in her eyes as she sucked the head of his dick in and swirled her tongue over the spongy surface. That was the look he wanted to capture in all of her painting if possible.
His brush went to the paint and he started to try to capture that look. He vowed he would, if it took him the rest of his life.
‘Big’ as used would be an adjective, not an adverb.
Kind of proud of you, actually, for putting this in romance and not interracial.
'Hordes' [of people], not 'hoards'. A hoard is something of value put aside, saved for later use.
And from one of your other stories, it's 'arctic', not 'artic'.
Nice. I identified with the story as I have dated a few lovely mahogany skinned women, among others. and eventually married one 34 years ago. Still together.
It isn't a Pulitzer prize novel (although I've read some that were terrible). It is however an enjoyable erotic short story. I loved it. Thanks.