She gasped.“What if it gets stuck?” she whined in a nasal, babyish voice. “I don’t want it stuck in my pussy,” she pooed at him.They continu...d French kissing in slow motion while she tugged his pants downwards as if I wasn’t right there.He continued whispering in her ear, while she looked shocked.“No, Hector, they’ll get stuck.”His bare ass was all out there. I could see him strain the muscles of his ass cheeks as he ground his body onto hers.“They’ll have to call 9-1-1,” she was saying. “Cops,. I didn’t go to the pussy but I continued with the massage on the legs and licking sometimes in between. Then came to her upper body. I massaged her shoulder and circled around her boobs. As soon as I did this, her moans increased and she was shouting.When I pressed her boobs, after some seduction with the nipples and the areola, there came the shock of my life, milk came out of her boobs. I never expected this and saw her face. She took my face to the boobs and told me to suck her boobs and. "Adriana," I said. "He seems to be having a problem. Help me show him how it's done."The man's dick was limp as could be. I rifled through his mind to find why he went to sexual abuse--maybe he was like me!"Not sex!" I said surprised. "You like to hurt women ... and men." No!" I commanded when he lifted the gun. "Put it down! Lisa, the gun, please."I held out my hand. Lisa walked to the desk, picked up the revolver, and gave it to me.Adriana got my pants open enough to pull my cock out. She. By way of explanation she took a soggy wad of paper from her Jean Jacket pocket and unfolded it before passing it to me. The photo had been taken three months earlier, a private commission, there were only three prints in existence and one was framed in my studio. "That's your work." It was not a question. She unfolded a second soggy mass. "This is mine." It was a pencil sketch of the exact same photo, except the viewpoint was 180 degrees out. The detail incredible, really incredible.The.