What would a man think to date an artist like you? You’re always out either promoting, working a second job or at a studio painting. When do you hav... time? That’s what I think about with Gabe, how does he have time?’ ‘Sam, you’re thinking way too much about it. First of all, I would never date me. Second of all, I’d tell all the men around to never date me. I’m shit with relationships, but that’s because I’m me. Only me. Gabe does not even sound one bit close to anything like me. Don’t you. Against the far wall, there was a kitchenette with a tiny fridge and a few plastic trays for incoming and outgoing paperwork. There was a phone on the table, one empty chair, and the chair where Elbe sat, huddled like a frightened little animal. I almost hadn’t seen her. She cried into her hands, her shoulders shaking with every deep sob.“Oh honey, are you okay?”I hurried over and wrapped my arms around her narrow shoulders. Her sobbing and crying intensified as she returned the embrace. She’d. I can't recall how many times I came… I seemed tobe having one orgasm after another.Marcus purred in my ear that he really couldn't hold out any longer and did I want him to cumoutside my cunt or shoot his load up my love tunnel. As much as I wanted to drink his juice, Ialso wanted to be able to milk every last drop out of his balls as I rippled my cunt walls onhis throbbing cock."Cum inside me Marcus, do it NOW MARCUS!!!.”FUCK!!!!!!, we both came so hard.Marcus shot a huge load up my cunt and. She, was writhing still in pain, but unable to do much in that position. Was it over, we both wondered? Not a chance, ‘Tina’ now unclipped the rowel and placed her heal into the woman`s bleeding channel and began fucking her with the hard and solid heel. Her screams were music to the ears of the assembled crowd as the speed and strength of the movement increased coming to a frenzy of rapid strokes. Suddenly it was over, I suspect ‘Tina’ had climaxed, she turned and bowed to rounds of loud.