She quickly reached the edge of her orgasm and said, “Stick your finger in my arse.” I duly obliged and sent her over the edge into an earth shatt...ring orgasm which set my own off. We collapsed and fell back asleep for about a half hour after which we woke up and she went to get us breakfast in bed. As she came back into the room with buttered toast for the both of us I decided to ask her about her comment from the night before. “That comment from last night, were you serious or was it just the. No plaster. No refinement. No welding. It just doesn’t seem like art then.” I nodded in agreement.“These photos are astounding,” Adam said. “I recognize some of these places, but I’ve never seen them like this. So ... intense.” He was beginning to sound a lot less intense himself. I’d only met him once before our dinner and he’d seemed really dominating. Of course, my opinion was colored by my concern for Les.“These are inkjet renditions. I’m working on some chemical-based developing techniques. Kelly Sangawitz. was the owner of this derelict truck stop/gas station. With more gesturing and shaking of heads Russ and the guy headed toward the truck. Seeing the two of them approaching my side of the truck I began scrambling to reach for the heap of wet things that were my clothes. Anton, the black man, was laughing and telling me sit still——Russ just wanted to show me off and if I knew what was good for me I’d better stay naked. Russ, reaching up and pulling open the door, ordered me out.. We both got in the back of the van where it was spacious. I put my hand on her chin to lift her head up so I could kiss her. I started off gently enough before the kissing got more and more passionate. Merida was getting really into it and started rubbing her hand up and down my stomach before slipping her hand in my pants to grab my rock hard cock. While she was doing that, I was caressing and rubbing her large breasts. Merida unbuttoned my pants and had me take it off. She took my shirt off.