"Well, at first he started rubbing his d**k a bit, but it didn't help too much. It got a little thicker, but it didn't really get hard. He was staring at my boobs while he was touching himself, which I thought would help to get him hard, but it didn't.
"But then he told me it would probably help him to get hard faster if I took off my shirt. I wasn't initially a little hesitant, but I had already told him what happened when I painted you, and I accidentally mentioned how I had my top off then, so he knew I did it before. I thought it would be rude to say no this time, and I really needed him to be hard to finish the painting, so... I agreed to take my shirt off."
"Jesus." I mumbled. I was torn about my feelings about this. It made me incredibly jealous, but I was also getting a little tu
