"Coming right up."Leonardo paid for the paintbrushes, and walked off, in order to explore the rest of the market. On one of the stalls, he saw somethi...g shining in the corner of his eye. Sitting on one of the stalls, mixed together with lots of other random junk, was a lamp."Ah, interested in something, are we?" Asked the merchant."That item, what is it?" Leonardo asked, pointing at it."This thing? Oh, it's just some old Arabian lamp I got. I think it was from some old rich guy in Venice who'd. From the front, her tits and her neatly trimmed bush were clearly visible through the shear material. The effect was mesmerizing. I told her she looked incredible and that we were buying this one. She said she felt so sexy that she wanted to fuck me right there. She started rubbing my stiff cock through my pants as we kissed. We talked about how sexy she looked and how turned on we both were and how great it felt to be so daring in such a public place. I slipped my fingers down the front of her. Kissing Nadiya in Times Square with hundreds of photographers watching was somehow part of your master plan,’ stated Gwen with little conviction. ‘It’s not like you to think revenge was the way to solve a problem? Were you trying to get even?’ ‘Gwen, you’d better listen before you make accusations,’ warned Nadiya. ‘Naomi was the one that came up with the idea. We just refined it. You had already kissed Timberline. The photos were all over the internet. People were bound to think he was your new. “Well, that would make two of us,” I said. “Whatever you do,” she replied, looking down at the floor, pausing. “Don’t take your shirt off.” I stepped forward and gently put my hand on her left shoulder. I pulled her in close to me. “You are just as beautiful now, “I whispered. “Just as beautiful as you were in that tent at Fort Knox.” She didn’t say anything, but slipped her hands around my waist, as she tip-toed and looked up at me. The kiss was a slow and gentle one, until I slipped my tongue.