Ukraine escorts Istanbul chick has sex painted with watercolor

“So, you are a painter,” she asked him without a question, looking from above the dark sunglasses. She was smoking a cigarette sitting in a comfortable chair in an apartment-studio. The apartment was big and had two floors, although everything was in a single space – and it looked like a hangar. Very stylish hangar, it must be noted. Filled with paints, brushes, paintings of different degrees of finishing, and canvas. And empty bottles of wine occasionally. They were randomly dispersed through the entire premise. Definitely, a sanctuary of a man of very creative nature.

“Yes, I am. And I want to paint you,” he told to Istanbul VIP escort lady, who was still sitting in the chair making little clouds of smoke watching his work with interest.

“So, shall I get undressed?”

“Yes,” was the short answer and he came back to work. Just as if she was another model, not an Istanbul VIP escort girl, who was usually called to have sex, not serve as a muse to anybody, even a painter.

“Where can I get undress?”

“Just anywhere you like.”

“Okay then,” she was a little surprised by such careless attitude but everything was said with so much ease that she’s decided not to give a fuck.

She stood so he can see her and started to get undress. She took off her sunglasses, brown hat and shawl. Slowly unbuttoned white cotton shirt to unclothe white lacy bra. Black skirt was slowly unzipped from the back and taken off, making her stay in stockings and underwear. She stood legs on the chair one by one to get rid of stockings and the final accord was her bra and panties. She was taking them off watching a painter but he only looked at her and painted something standing behind his canvas.

She approached him, naked, in a catwalk and put a hand on his shoulder.

“I will paint you. But not a picture. I will paint on you. With watercolor.”

That was exciting – someone has decided to put paint on her naked body – it is rather unusual for Istanbul VIP escort ladies.

He was about to finish dissolving watercolor in a glass jar. Red color. The color of passion. The first smear of a brush was on her breast. He was circling around a nipple, putting a brush into a jar from time to time to get more paint. It was of very solid color – he must have diluted it in 1:2 proportion of color and water. The right breast was covered in red and the left was now painted in blue. He started putting different colors on her belly, thighs and arms, making curves, straight lines, triangles, and differently shaped items. Only ass was intact. But not for long. He took green color and put it all over her springy buttocks using a big brush. She was standing her legs apart to let him reach everywhere. She also had to bend, as he wasn’t reaching to where he wanted.

Now the entire body of Istanbul VIP escort girl was covered with paint making various patterns. It’s not that they were making something outstanding but it was beautiful and looked organic – she looked in a mirror and left glad about the result of body painting.

He took a camera and started clicking a shutter. She gladly posed him and followed his commands how to stand or bend or something. He went out from the premise and returned in a minute, naked. The paint on her body was now gradually getting dry and it felt tickling.

He kissed her on the lips and grabbed her semi-wet buttock with a hand, leaving a hand mark on its fleshy surface. Squeezed it to feel as his fingers slide off the painted skin. Raised her leg with the left hand to expose her love hole to the reach and got inside there with fingers.

“Don’t worry, watercolor is safe for the skin and mucous membranes – simply wash it off later,” he told, replying to her unasked question as if reading her thoughts. Saying that, he bent her over the table and entered pussy from the back. He started to become green in the points of contact – as well as his penis. She left marks on her boobs on the table’s surface. Squelching sounds started, as if someone walked down the swamp: ‘squelch, squelch, slosh, slop, squelch, squish’ – that’s how they sounded like during the act with wet watercolor. He loved it, though – he felt especial excitation about the tight contact of his penis with her vagina – and thinking about it, he started cumming. Exiting from her, he poured all semen on her back.