I'm really passionate about creating art, especially during my downtime. Unlike my pals who thrive on clubbing, boozing, and hooking up with guys, I pursue men in my own unique manner. Consider my rendezvous with James, for instance.
I mentioned my artistic talents, and he was eager to check out my pieces. Naturally, my creations are kept in my private room, and I swiftly felt the opportunity arise. I climbed onto the bed beside him, and we dove into passionate kisses immediately.
Soon after, I grasped his partially firm manhood and began stroking and sucking it eagerly. He plunged his rigid tool deep into my mouth, and I savored every thrilling second. Eventually, he withdrew and nestled it between my breasts, thrusting until he released his steaming climax across my chest and collarbone! That's exactly why I adore art-making; at times, I transform into the artwork itself.