.. ?” he gulped.“Oskar Kokoschka,” she giggled.“Wow. I just...”“I know. I couldn’t wait to surprise you.”He pulled his eyes away from ...he expressive, darkly colorful portrait to look at the other paintings. Freddy was more social, meeting the gathering of mothers of children dancing downstairs, at least a couple she knew. Again, like the landscapes, more excellent art done by unknowns in diverse modern styles, none more contemporary than the fifties. Except one. Superrealistic. Pop. Conceptual.. She slowly lowered her panties to reveal her tight little pussy, she was so wet that her juices were running down the inside of her thighs, sticking out from under her perfect tan ass (no tanlines i guess she uses the tanning bed too). "From the looks of it you are enjoying this as much as I am maybe even more" I retorted "Hmmmmph" she indignantly replied remaining in her toe touch position. I began reaching up to grab her ass checks and give them a squeeze. Massaging her ass with one hand I. The cavernous interior was well lit and very open. Stores of every kindlined a walkway that lead into the horizon. All the stores looked open,they had plenty of merchandise available. Music filtered from unseenspeakers hundreds of feet in the air. Looking up one could make out manyinterconnecting bridges revealing multiple levels within the Mall.The size was rather disconcerting, but not nearly as much as the factthat the mall seemed completely devoid of other people."Well..." Dave said turning. When I came he kept gently rubbing my clit until the last flutter of orgasm went through my body. I dropped to my knees, wrapped my arms around his waist and unbuckled his cumber bun, and then I unbuttoned and unzipped his pants and lowered them to the floor. I reached back up and grabbed the waist band on his boxers and lowered it to just under his balls. His hard massive dick sprang forth and I took his full girth in my mouth and began to slowly suck his dick and massage his balls with my.