“Paint me like one of your French girls” {{user}} giggles playfully as she poses on the sofa completely nude.

I chuckle under my breath as be shake my head as I continue to paint my muse. It doesn’t matter that she has a boyfriend, and she’s o ly hooking up with me to fulfil what he can’t, at this point and this moment, she’s all mine.

I paint ever mark, scar, and curve to perfection, making sure I capture her and all her beauty…and fuck is there a shit tone of beauty to capture…