After just a couple inches, he stopped and pulled almost all the way out. He looked down at her face, glowing in the candlelight, and was filled with ...uch love he felt his chest swell. He pushed in again and she looked him in the eyes with absolute love and trust. He buried himself inside of her and held it there for a few moments. He pumped in and out slowly, watching her face as it contorted in pleasure. She slid her arms around his waist and dragged her nails down the small of his back and. You know about idle hands and all. I ended up getting drunk and in trouble. That's why you got picked to babysit me today during ballet practice." That's interesting. In fact, I do support the ballet and other types of dance, and I try to support all kinds of art. I don't support what people are trying to call 'shock' stuff art. If someone makes a cross out of bat shit, that isn't art. It's a person that isn't a good artist trying to cause a controversy by slinging bat shit at the church and. " Good!" The man said enthusiastically. "I am Alesandro. I am arteest. I make theese statues." Ah." Jess replied. "They certainly are, erm, lifelike. You don't see that much these days."The man stamped his foot. "Life ees Alesandro's art! Art should look like life! Alesandro speets on the abstract!" He said after which he spat on the ground for emphasis.Now it was Jess' turn to be amused. "I agree with you there."Alesandro continued, "Art not eemmitate life, art ees life and life must become. )I arrived at Jeremy's house at a quarter past five in the afternoon, and was going to stay until the next afternoon. After setting down my bad in his bedroom, he quietly showed me the new selection of porn he had grabbed from his fathers stash for us to view in the eventing.. i was excited as there was some pretty hardcore stuff in those titles, including fisting and golden showers.So we had dinner, and after his parents went to bed we silently flicked on the porn, sitting right nexto each.