Only a few people, including me. She scanned this smaller group.“Developed their own film?”One blonde girl’s hand was left in the air.“Show th...ir work in a gallery?”The last hand lowered and everyone tittered.“I always hope that one day someone will still have their hand up,” the diminutive woman said, smiling warmly at us as she let go of the formalities. “Welcome. My name is Ms. Rawlings. You may call me that, or Jane. As you wish. I’m rather informal, at least down here in the basement.”I. She thought about what it would be like to be with both of them. She could see Angel and Max making love to her at the same time. With that thought, her hand slid to her pussy. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Max was finished cleaning up the bar by the time Angel came back “So, did you do anything,” he asked her. “Why didn’t you tell me she was your wife,” questioned Angel smacking him on the arm. “It’s more fun that way,” said Max laughing. “So, did she let you. I rubbed even faster. Then it came. It came with such force that I screamed very loudly. It felt wonderful. I looked down at my vagina; it was a mix of my juices with my shampoo. I washed all of it off and then turned the water off. I got out and dried myself off very thoroughly. I dried my hair and put it back into its pony-tail. I went over to my dresser and grabbed a tampon. I unwrapped it and put it on the top of the dresser. I put my leg up and inserted the tampon, then threw the. I have no idea how long I’ve been waiting, but my arms and legs are both numb when I hear him open the door. He walks over and circles me. “Very well done.” He’s behind me, I hear his zipper being lowered, then his hands run across my shoulders. He traces my shoulders, around my collar bone while coming to stand in front of me. As his finger reaches my neck he runs it up to lift my chin, his thumb pulling my bottom lip down. His hard cock inches from my mouth. He suddenly grabs the back of my.