I was lying in bed on my back, my head toward the wall behind the bed. Lesley was leaning against the wall, which is plastered with Maya’s drawings, and straddling my head. She was as open as a woman can possibly get. I was licking her and nibbling at her clit while pushing my chin into her cunt and rubbing her in every which way with my entire face. Leaning against the wall, her eyes closed, she kept groaning loudly: “Aaahhh, aaahhh, aaahhh…” Taped to the wall only along their top edge, Maya’s drawings kept flying upward with every Lesley’s breath. Looking at her belly, breasts, and chin, I marveled at the regular motion of so many colorful drawings.