It was just as well. As they came back for the third time the audience began chanting, "Petite Fleur," stamp, stamp, "Petite Fleur."Kristian smiled at...her. "Told you," he said and gestured for her to go and fetch her clarinet. Libby smiled ruefully back at him, dropped him a curtsey and ran to get it. The audience loved it and redoubled their applause.They had to play it three times. Such was their understanding and ability that not one was the same. Kristian matched her extemporisations. My arms were clutched tightly to your shoulders, my fingernails digging in to your flesh as you plunged wildly in and out.I broke our kiss to wail out my orgasm, wave after wave of intense pleasure crashing over me. My total abandonment sent you over the edge, and I could feel you filling me with jet after jet of your come. Each thrust sent me higher, until I was overcome, and floating in a different world, coasting down from my peak. I felt you wipe a tear from my face and opened my eyes to. As she moved her way down to my hand, her elbow touched my cock and it jerked in reaction to her touch. She let out a faint moan, but continued down to my legs and got to my thighs. She was rubbing both hands up and down on one thigh, from my hip bone to my knee.Every time her hands came back towards my hip, my cock bounced. She said in a slow and seductive voice – “Sir yours is so big, madam is so lucky.” I said –“Yours is also so big and beautiful, can I touch them?” She asked – “You like. There were 11 fatalities and 35 casualties among the employees and patrons of the five banks Jonah WASN’T at. If Jonah hadn’t foiled the one and enabled us to discover their plan, well, the death count WOULD have risen.“Luckily, the only casualties at the five jewelry store robberies were all gangbangers. One of the stores on their list DIDN’T get hit, because the group assigned to that store was already in jail. Their plan was actually brilliant. They just chose morons to pull it off. They all.