Nils worked from a photograph he’d taken of Celia playing with Lisa’s puss. The girls patiently watched him paint. “I found it very exciting to watch you,” Nils told them. “It was also quite instructive.”

“How so?” Lisa asked.

“The way Celia began just lightly touching your inner thighs,” Nils said. “Those soft touches made your pussy open. Like time lapse photography of a flower opening its petals.”

“Time lapse,” Celia said. “I like that. I liked seeing Lisa’s cunt lips opening too.”

“I bet I liked it most of all,” Lisa said.

“I should say so,” Nils said. “Almost immediately your sex juice could be seen inside the opening.”

“You are juicy,” Celia said. “I can’t believe how juicy you are.”

“I can’t help it,” Lisa said. “Your touches were so nice. The way your fingertip caressed along the outside of my inner lips. So exciting. I’m surprised I didn’t come just from that.”

Nils seemed to be putting the finishing touches on the painting.

“I’m using my tiniest brush for this,” he told the girls.

“How come?” Lisa asked.

“Your exquisite little clitoris demands the detail,” Nils said.

“Yes, she has a very demanding clit,” Celia confirmed. “I can almost taste it right now. And her cum when she gushed. Oh God.”

“Oh yeah, your tongue,” Lisa exclaimed. “I can almost feel it right now. Nils, are you going to paint my cum?”

“I’m not sure,” Nils admitted. “Do you think it would be too...”

“Please,” Celia said. “Please paint her cum.”

“Yes, yes, yes, please paint my cum,” Lisa echoed.

“Okay, okay,” Nils relented. “I’ll paint your cum.”