Someone was moving in the studio enough to move the curtains. I smiled to myself. # Every bouquet of coriander for the next two weeks had a deep pink ...ose buried in it. But that was all. No indication that I should come back. No word through the gallery that any new art had arrived. Then, on the second Friday, I felt the electricity go through the gallery. Gallagher had sent two new pieces and you had to see them. You so much had to see them that the pions, like me, were invited to the viewing. She opened her choot fully and very slowly started getting my shaft in her choot, adjusted her ass chicks to get me full inside and rubbed her choot on the base of my lund. She directly told Prem about my lund was thicker but shorter in length than his lund. I asked Lata to do the suction by her choot on my lund, I found her choot walls were not much flexible for grip and loose action. I started giving her hard thrusts she also started jumping on my lund, we both exploded all most together.. Christina started fucking my ass in earnest now. I thought I would tear in two from the size of it but she showed me no mercy. On and on she fucked for at least 20 minutes. It seemed that she never tired of this game. Chained to the bed as I was and gagged, I had little choice but to take what she gave me. It was an intense mixture of pleasure and pain. Eventually my asshole started to spasm involuntarily as I tried with all my might to push the giant dildo out of my ass. Finally, Christina. The knock on his door distracted Tom from his gloomy thoughts. "Are you busy Tom?" Janet Rogers said from the doorway. Tom smiled his first real smile of the day and it was all because of Janet. "No, I'm not all that busy," Tom said. "As you can see, there isn't much to keep me busy."Janet took a seat in front of Tom's desk and said, "The chief wants to see you in his office."Janet smoothed her blouse in such a way that showed her assets off in a most fetching manner knowing that it would.