He shifted in his chair, easing the tightening of his pants’ crotch.Letting his eyes wander as he mentally closed his ears, Fate crossed his path. O... course, he didn’t know that it was Fate yet, but he would soon enough. Fate was a woman who sat in a private box left of Ethan, just a bit lower. She drew his attention at first because she fanned her face with her program; then it was the face itself that drew the attention and never let go. It was impossible to guess her age, it could be thirty. “But she knows the art world. I can’t think of anyone who would be better at negotiating with these women who all want to get naked in front of Tony.”“Strangely enough,” I said, “those are the projects I feel most comfortable with. I know how to paint nudes. But planning out a full mural proposal? I can’t even conceive of it.”“I’m going as your chaperone,” Melody said. “I know what happens after you stop painting.”“Only with my darlings,” I whispered. “You can trust me about that.”Both Lissa. . “ as my fingers side into the warmth of her wet love tunnel as she lifts her hips in an attempt to swallow my fingers in as deep as possible. I rub her clit with my thumb as my fingers commence its journey in and out of her wet dripping pussy making her squirm in ecstasy. I kiss and suck my way up her beautiful slender legs. Nibbling all the way from her ankles, to behind her knees and her soft inner thighs and finally at her pelvic joint. As I inch closer to her pussy, she lifts her hips and. Mouths are pressed, tongues are touching and trying to become one, and my bra is being undone, and our shirts are flying off and onto the floor, smoothly, barely stopping our kissing but for the brief moment that the shirts are tossed over our heads. My nipples harder than that time I put ice on my chest, our chests are pushed tightly against each other with him on top, my soft breasts being squished against his beautiful bare torso and feeling incredibly sensitive as our nipples brush against.