He stared longer at the picture, switched to the other one, then muttered, “It can’t be, surely?”“What can’t be, Charles?” asked Paul. You...sound gobsmacked, old boy!”Charles took hold of himself and said slowly and carefully, enunciating the words with clarity, “These two look like drawings of the martyrdom of Saint Sebastian.”Paul responded non-committally, “Yes, I suppose it could be, whoever he was. What of it?”“One turned up not that long ago, and sold for a tidy sum at auction, because of. ”Claudia was about to go to Allison, but Karen pushed her onto her back and attacked her pussy. “That has got to be the hottest fucking sex I’ve ever watched!” She panted devouring Dan’s cum from her temporally satisfied pussy.Claudia tilted her head on the mattress, looking to the open door and expecting Allison to return. Karen’s expert nibbles on her pussy and clit drew her attention. Knees bent, she pressed her lover’s face to her cum soaked hole.Mel felt the stabs of jealousy as she. For the record, her diagnosis of her siblings and relatives, due to being a member of your family, was significantly more detailed about your family’s psychological issues.”“She told me to tell her mother to avoid eating beets, bean sprouts, alfalfa, or turnips during your visit here. Something about you not trying to out-gag the boys with your gas as you have a mild genetic mutation that causes that inhuman stench. Your daughter doesn’t like hearing you crying about being avoided by the other. I moaned a little more and let my hand trail down to his thigh, careful not to touch his package. He moaned into the kiss. He grabbed my hand, trying to move it to his dick. I resisted and he groaned. “Please stop teasing me, I can’t take it,” he said. “Are you hard?” I asked. “Of course I am!” “Well you’re going to have to wait because the ride is over,” I smirked. He groaned again as the ride pulled into the station. We got off and I watched him try to hide is raging hard on. I grinned.