"Oh, my!" Don't fight it, Sara," I said. "Let the emotion sink in. Let it take over."She gave me a hateful look, the first negative look she'd ever se...t my way. I wanted to jump up and down with joy.Sara took her eyes back to the canvas. "I couldn't live with this painting," she said. "It invokes a deep rage in me. No, it pulls to the surface all the rage I've suppressed all the days of my life. If I lived with this painting, I could become a murderer."I blinked. Surely she was exaggerating. I. I took a deep breath and looked down—my cock was pinned to the left an violently throbbing against my thin briefs. My briefs covering my cock head were soaked in a clear viscous fluid, I gasped when I saw it, thinking I may have wet myself. “It’s okay,” cooed Joe, taking his hands off my wrists, and placing them on my shoulders, rubbing them. “It’s just precum, it just means your body feels really happy, and you are excited and like what’s happening. It happens to me a lot too.” “Really?” I. As soon as everyone was ready, she explained that Daniel had requested a meeting with them regarding the next phase of build out. The construction crew and their families were coming to the island a week Saturday for a four day weekend. Sarah said now the problem was there was not enough room to house that many people in the main house. She and Nancy had been discussing the problem, and thought reproducing this condo building three times would provide spaces for 180 families on the South shore. It was so wrong, but it felt so good. It got even better, well more arousing when he mumbled."I imagine us having sex Cat. I want to make love to you."Although I knew what he was going to say, the words crashed into my mind as I felt his lips on my neck. He was kissing my neck as we held each other. I kissed the side of his face. One of his hands was round my hip, the other was still on my knee, but it had moved higher. One of my hands was on his neck stroking his hair the other was resting on.