Greenburg made drawings of what Anna described.The signet rings were much quicker, as I had only the basic outline of what I wanted. I took Mr. Greenb...rg’s pencil and drew the Dos Santos stick figures explaining that we wanted the signet rings also in gold, with the figures as the central component of the ring surrounded by the Latin phrase ‘Aude Somnia, Quod Pervenire Non Pervenit’. He asked if there were any embellishments we wanted on the rings. Neither us could think of any and left it to. She’s taking a drag with one hand, and her other pinches her nipple through the tank top. He’s quickly getting hard and argues with himself about watching her intimacies versus going inside. Her intimacies win the argument as he is quickly mesmerized by her beauty and sexiness in the moonlight. He sets his glass down on the deck and it clinks loud. He freezes and hopes that he hasn’t ruined the show.The pressure on her nipple pulses through her body, and she feels the heat growing below. She. He just tickled that sensitive spot under the cock head.Over the next couple of minutes, they all started rubbing, rolling, flicking, slapping their cocks, all in an attempt to be original and win extra style points.The Nigerian was starting to sweat and I noticed he paused from touching his cock as a small string of precum was hanging from his huge cockhead. His head went back and he gritted his teeth but he was beyond self-control now and he groaned as a stream of cum erupted from his cock.. ’ He was making reference to the gang of 8 of us. ‘Yes, we have.’ I told him. I cleared my throat, feeling warm. Was it the wine, or just my nerves? ‘I have to be honest with you about something now.’ I shifted myself on the couch, trying to stay calm. I looked into his eyes and took a deep breath. ‘I think I’m falling in love with you.’ There. It was out. The words falling on air reminded me of snowflakes drifting into a silent winter night. Daniel didn’t say a word. He looked at me, a small.