"I'll take care of it," She said, looking up at me before turning away and heading after BrookI turned to Tom, bewildered."Meh, waddya gonna do?" He a...kedI sighed'I knew I had signed up for this when I fucked him' I thought, walking towards the art room.As I got closer, I heard crying. I looked in the mirror, adjusted my hair, pushed up my bra, and walked in."Taylor?" I called, walking in the brightly decorated room. The first room was covered in abstract paintings, with orange and blue. The obnoxious man next to me seemingly drifting out of the window with his cancer stick smoke, the woman in the red dress with her two advertisements for plastic surgery shifted to the back of my subconscious, and the gay man who I was just about to give a very aggressive reply to after he tried to grope my ass was saved a trip to the hospital…you were priority 1 now, and I KNOW how to prioritize. ‘Hello,’ I said, conveying as much lust through my eyes as I could. ‘Hi,’ you replied, totally. So, I did, and her beautiful face, and delicious lips helped me more and more and suddenly I felt her pussy's throbbing around on my penis. I couldn't control it anymore, apparently neither she was. We held each other closely while each of us gathered their breath. I kissed her a couple of kisses, saying, "you were wonderful." She nicely replied, "you brought the best out of me tonight."A moment of priceless silence, then I told her, "now we continue that cup of tea we left that afternoon?" She. If she's still conscious, just tell her you're popping round the corner for a coffee." She kissed his forehead. "Arrivederci professore."~ ~ ~ ~ ~By the light of the old-fashioned street lamps, Maurice Kershaw and Bella walked together hand-in-hand up to the huge city park, stopping by its gilded wrought iron entrance gates, which were closed and locked. Bella bent down and slid a loosened brick from the base wall of the adjacent railings, to retrieve a huge iron key. She winked at Maurice as.