When he was done, he sat down with her in the sofa sipping a glass of wine and tending to her every need. Helena hadn’t felt so comfortable next to ... man for a very long time. She didn’t want this moment to end. She had gone from being that stupid woman that was making a scene in the exhibit to having great conversations with a very down to earth and kind art world celebrity.She turned to look at Jake. She wanted to take a good at a man she wished she could have as her man. His soft lips were. “Well, you seem to be taking it all right.”I gave her one of my grins. “Well, when a man has a sexy girl like you sitting in his lap, how can he feel down?”She grinned at the thought as I wrapped my arms around her. I meant just to flirt a little bit, then move on to go watch tonight’s show. I think it was a “Jubei the Ninja Girl” or something like that.“I just broke up with my boyfriend too,” she frowned. She hadn’t gotten off my lap, and now I was trying to think of some way to get her off of. I repeated the same swift movement on both sides now, while moving up and under her shirt and she was determining my attentiveness had to be my form of comfort; my goodbye. I rubbed so long, I could feel her desire rising and she needed to let go or I knew she would try and touch me. She was terrified of rejection. She was letting go emotionally; why couldn't she do so physically? She used her fingers to trace imaginary lines on my skin. She wanted to whisper something, anything, she wanted to. Karen jumped on the edge of the bed sitting up squeezing her nipples. Just a couple of drops of milk came out. “Honey maybe you should order some breakfast. Looks like I am out of milk to feed Leon” Karen said.Leon told me not to worry about ordering breakfast. He said he would rather feed my wife some black meat. He sat next to Karen. They started to kiss. I got between my wife’s legs and ate all of Leon’s cum out her. I was stroking Leon’s soft cock as I was eating my wife out. As Leon was.