He tried to put on an air of confidence, but I sensed his nerves, noticed him tripping over his words. We locked eyes, and leaned into each other, our...lips drawn to the other's as if we were magnetized. My lips grazed his which were trembling slightly. He tucked a loose strand of my hair behind my ear. He kissed me gently, running his hand up my thigh and slowly spreading my legs. His fingers lightly circled my clit through my clothing. He pulled the fabric to the side so that he could actually. .," I interrupted. "THREE!" his irises turned blood red. "We are going get revenge on all those who have wronged you here. Shhhhh can you here that pure silence except for..." I could hear it a heartbeat slow and steady. He grinned devilishly "let's go see who that is" I saw the door open and body step out. I quickly glance back at the mirror my reflection is no longer there. My body looked back at eyes red as the ones in the mirror. I was now standing in the living area, there she was there. I climbed on top of her, and she grabbed onto my head like she was drowning and kissed me hungrily, tasting her own pussy juice on my lips. I lined up my straining meat with her quivering cunt, and felt her wet lips kiss me both above and below. I held the pose for a moment, not wanting to hurt her, but she broke the kiss and cried out, Make me a woman, Dave! I thrust into her in one heave, my rigid prick making short work of her hymen and causing her to screech in pain. I held her, comforting. No need to hide anything from those with whom you are set on pushing yourself to the limit, those you might not see again.I could see people laughing, buzzing around the proud artist and felt like laughing too, but for slightly different reasons. How long would it take for this crowd to forget him? And yet he believed his work would make him immortal, they would remember him...little did he seem to know the crowd would have also gathered eagerly to see his oils burning brightly and he with.