She moaned louder and louder as I hammered her wet, tight twat. My gaze fixed on her huge tits bouncing around with each thrust of my cock. Lora wiggl...d around, moaning and arching her back as each thrust of my cock brought us both closer to our climaxes. I could feel myself moving closer to blowing my load; I didn't know if I should or if she would let me cum inside of her. "Lora, can I cum inside of you?" I said to her as I rammed my cock into her faster and faster. She looked up at me,. I suggested he meet me at a local 24 hour restaurant. He said "I don't have a car - I bike around campus!" The restaurant was a fair distance, so I offered him a ride w/me.We left, and got better acquainted on the drive from campus to restaurant. Once in the car, he became more open. I found out most of his shyness is with large crowds. I chuckled, and said "You'll get over that soon - I find you to be quite attractive in face - form - voice!" He blushed and thanked me. "I hope so!" was his. “The concept pissed me off,” Freddy told him.“Yours?” he asked.“Yeah. Pretty amateurish.”“It’s brilliant!”“But...”“How long had you been painting before this?”“About a year maybe? This was my first oil, at least the first I kept.”“And after?” he asked, feeling the rawness had been explained.“I guess I’m not patient enough.”“You don’t paint?”“Just at school. I only really got into it when I was here. She insisted.”“She?”“Miss Townshend. That’s her portrait. She sits there,” Freddy pointed at the. “We’ve only been under way for a little while,” Béla mentioned. “How did you get the water to stay in the lake with no gravity?”“Oh, we had gravity here,” Tabatha replied. “I dream-walked a portal underneath the lake bed and attached it to a real lakebed back on Earth. Voila! Gravity! Not much, but enough to hold the water in place.”“You are too clever!” Béla laughed. There were several more minutes of uncomfortable silence, mostly due to Lisa being missing and no one knowing how to talk to.