I was not being taken seriously by the art community. I had a little niche gallery out of my home that was becoming famous for naughty painting partie..., not the quality of my artistic talents. I think I started to resent Larry and his success. The more recognition he received, the more dissatisfied I became with Live Oaks and my involvement with it.I was an artist. I wanted the artistic community to recognize for my art. Around this time, I had also gotten involved more with some of the other. I had agreed to let him do that previous to the meeting. As he circled around, his hand was feeling me all over.David-“Have you been a bad boy Andy?”. Me-“Yes daddy”. He stopped in front of me and told me to look up, which I did. He pulled down the front of my panties and secured the waistband under my balls. My heart was pounding! He started fondling my cock and balls.David-“You are indeed a naughty boy Andy”My cock grew from being semi soft to being hard as a rock!David-“Your dick is kinda on. WorseMark was starting to get really really horny. While he hadn't been havingsex regularly while at college, he suddenly craved sex like an addict nowthat he had been reminded just how good Miss Wilkins was compared tocollege girls . Finally after a two weeks with no word Mark couldn'tstand the suspense any longer. He decided he would have to be the one tomake contact with her. He just couldn't help himself, even though he knewhe was giving up some power by being the one making the next. Almost without thinking, Ami let out a tiny dollop of pre-cum onto Alexis tongue."Holy Fuck - that tastes gorgeous - yes of course you can fuck her arse, but only if you cum my mouth afterwards".I pulled apart my butt cheeks, Ami slid her lubricated clit/cock deep into my arse, pumping it gently to start.I panted as she upped the pace, slamming into the back of my thighs.The first whack of the paddle against her buttocks took my Ami by surprise, pitching her forward, her cock going limp to.