I had to smile at that, but of course, he didn't see that, though. Nevertheless, he took control of me somewhat and had me moving the chair a little b...t. My cherry felt to be on fire, and I had to commend him for being the lion and pouncing on my weak spot."Oh, yes, Troy, I like you a little bit now. Dare I ask: are you going nuts?" Yes," he moaned, bringing his head up. "I have to cum again." Then spew all over my snatch, horndog."He made sure to listen to me, and a few seconds later, I. ..it’s better than candy.” Wow, better than candy, I thought to myself. However, the show did finally come to an end and many a disappointed male left the gallery with neither a painting nor a phone number. The whole thing drove me nuts. You suggested we go out to dinner and we walked to a little place down the street. It was getting late so town was quite and it was easy to get a table in the nearly empty cafe. It was very nice. Dim light, very small booths and long table cloths. All through. Emma giggled and tried to grab Natalie’s buttocks from underneath. Her one hand was still clutching a glass of wine (almost completely full as she was trying to pace herself) but the other helped guide Natalie’s pussy to her mouth. Natalie helped too. She bent her knees carefully balancing on the soft sofa. With one hand she grabbed Emma’s hair and bunched it in her fist. With the other she took the glass of wine of Emma who could then use both hands to aid the vicious pussy-eating. It was just a peck, his arm still over my shoulders my hand on his chest, he smiled at me and leaned in and kissed me again, my tongue went in his mouth as we tongued each other. After a few minutes he moved his arm and I turned to face him, still smiling he started to unbutton my shirt, pulling it apart he felt my tits.As he felt me I felt really randy it was probably the drink and the fact I’d had no sexual contact for so long, as he pulled away I leaned in and we kissed again my hand moved.