He placed his tip at my entrance. Finally -- I was dying to get his cock back in me. I thought he might be a little gentle at this stage, just for var...ety. I even thought for a second that's what he was doing -- his initial slide into me was firm but slow. All he was doing, though, was making sure he had a good angle. He bottomed out, pulled back, immediately slammed forward, and simply began fucking me hard. No subtlety, just power and depth.Okay, power and depth are good. He wants hard, I'll. "Then I better get out of here, before I lose control."He kissed her eyes, then her lips, put one hand gently on her breast. "Until tomorrow then."And before Ellie could protest, he was gone.True to his word, Devin called about forty-five minutes later. They talked for several hours, until Devin begged off as he had to work the following day."You've got to go in too, right?" he said."Yes, but I can get a later start than you. My hours are flexible," Ellie told him, crossing her fingers as she. With over two hundred people, it took a while. Luckily the gallery offered many distractions, including Nicky’s amazing art, and Nicky herself proving an amusing and eccentric hostess. My wives and friends, angels and mortals, beautiful and brilliant, charmed as well. We also teased with pages from our next Tale, set in plexiglass facing out on the top shelf across from the sales counter about eye level for those between five feet five to six feet in height.To enable people to enjoy the gallery. We walkedout to Toms car and I put the sack in the back seat and started to get inthe front seat when Tom told me, "No, stay outside and light up acigarette, while we wait. I want you to be smoking it like a real slutwhen Jim gets here."I fumbled in my purse, and finally found the pack of cigarettes since itwas starting to get dark, and my nails made it hard to feel for them. Thenmore difficulty to open and fish one out, Next it took a minute more tofind my lighter.Finally, Jim hurried out to.