I’ve experience posing as a figure model, both in front of a class and in private settings. The group sessions sparked a thrill, knowing eyes were intently focused on my breasts and intimate areas. The private session was particularly heated. I sensed a spark with the artist, so I amplified my allure, already planning to bare all.
Perched on the stool, I parted my legs, invitingly. He hesitated, “You don’t have to do that,” but I insisted, “I want to,” and began to touch myself. Teasingly, I asked, “Would you like to assist?” Before I knew it, he was sheathed within me, our bodies entwined in passion.
Elsa arrives to pose nude for a painting, captivated by the artist’s talent. She wonders if his prowess extends beyond the canvas. Lifting her effortlessly, he answers her unspoken question, impaling her on his substantial length. Despite her petite frame, she proves she can handle his vigorous pace.
Their passion intensifies, toppling the easel in their fervor. Elsa’s moans fill the room, approving each thrust. As he reaches his peak, he releases his seed inside her, marking her as his masterpiece. After all, a subject this beautiful deserves to be painted from the inside out.
