Making Good on a Promise

The silver-haired woman runs the flat iron down a big strand of my hair before lowering the warm curtain on my exposed tit, covering it in a sheer veil. With a content smile on her face, she takes a few steps back and takes in my sight.

Without a stitch on, I lounge on the low leather bench in the foyer of the luxurious mansion, making good on my impulsive promise I have made the day before.

"Darling, I can see a bit of your tempting little slit," she purrs and gently bites her lower lip.

"Do you mind?" I reply, fully aware of my daring pose.

The mature woman smirks and approaches me with slow steps. "You know I will paint what I see?"

Instantly, I imagine visitors of the mansion stopping in front of the painting and scrutinizing every inch of my naked likeness like I did last night with the other women captured on the canvas. My heart pounds faster in my chest as I look up into the captivating woman's piercing eyes, "Yes..."

"Darling, you are perfect!" She smiles, bending down and giving me another short but deep and passionate kiss.

Even though we have made out all morning in bed and during our shared bubble bath, I still can't get enough from her sensual, plush lips and experienced tongue, and once again I feel the warmth spreading in my groin.

"Wait!" I say as the mature woman picks up an oil paintbrush from the small table with painting materials, "I... I want you to paint me naked!"

"Of course, darling!" she says, her tone laced with amusement, "I will paint you exactly as you lie there."

"No... I want...," my breath hitches, "I want you— to be naked!"

The silver-haired woman raises an eyebrow before a playful smirk spreads across her face. She sets down the paintbrush and begins to unbutton her white blouse, gradually revealing her ample cleavage and the lacy black bra underneath. Watching the slightest moves of my eyes, she slowly pulls the shirt wide open and reveals the big orbs of her massive breast, trapped by the black lace. My gaze wanders down her fit midriff and her gentle belly that curves outward a little before disappearing into her elegant, black trousers.

After giving me enough time to enjoy the view, she turns around, pushes the shirt over her shoulder, and lets it slide to the ground, showing off her toned, slender back and the soft curves of her wide hips. She then hooks her dainty thumbs into the waistband of her pants and bends over slowly, gradually pulling her pants over her full, round butt cheeks and down her long, shapely legs. Just as my eyes are drawn to her crotch where the lacy fabric of her panties clings to her plush pussy lips, the mature lady stands back up and turns around.

"Do you like what you see, darling?" she asks, teasingly hooking her thumbs into the waistband of her underwear.

I barely nod my head, my heart pounding in my chest as I watch the silver-haired woman bending forward and pulling the thin fabric down her toned legs. But before I can catch a good look of her crotch, her ample cleavage blocks the view and I stare at the massive tits that threaten to spill out of her bra at any moment. After pushing the panties all the way down, she straightens up and steps out of lacy fabric, giving me a good view of her perfectly groomed womanhood. Her plush pussy lips make up a deep slit that seems to glisten in the bright light of the mid-day sun. Just above it, her soft skin forms a small dent, decorated by a dime-sized patch of neatly trimmed, black hair.

I enjoy the view of her otherwise hairless and smooth crotch for another moment before tearing my eyes away to watch as the silver-haired puts her arms behind her back, pushing her chest forward and emphasizing the size of her big boobs. After unclasping the bra, she slowly leaves her massive orbs to gravity and lets them sink down a bit.

Taking her sweet time, she then slides the straps down over her shoulders and pulls the lacy fabric from her smooth skin, gradually revealing her ample tits, large, brown areolas, and big, pointy nipples. I can't help but gasp as I take in the sight of her luscious boobs and relive the sensual feeling of them getting pressed against my naked chest all morning.

"Satisfied, darling?" she asks, her voice dripping with sensuality as she strikes a pose with her legs slightly opened and her arms akimbo.