The idea here is that you are a painter and Candy is your glamour model. Your art, certainly, is your obsession. You devote every awakening minute to thinking about it, talking about it and doing it. Nothing can distract u. Or so you thought. The agency sent over a new figure adult model. She has bigger in size than standard bouncy bosoms and oral-job lips. Her name is Candy. Candy Manson. And, yep, although your art is your life, when that babe gets on all fours and wiggles her in nature’s garb butt in the air, you could swear that she is offering it to u. So, you face the facts: art or banging. Vixens to draw? They’re a dime a dozen. Hotty’s love Candy to shag? They don’t come around also often. So u drop your paintbrush and receive busy with the real work of the afternoon: Groping the model’s boobies and spreading her gazoo. Banging her taut bawdy cleft in a diversity of positions, some of them even artistic. But then comes the real artistic question: Should you use your cum to paint her face or her pantoons. Hey, you are a boob stud. Simple question.