"Chris, let's get one thing clear" he said "if I fuck you, it will be with KY but will NOT be with a condom. Are we clear?" But that's not safe sex" I...said"Well, you can get out of the car and walk away now and not look back. I'll bet though that that orgasm you had just now was one of the best of your life"He just looked at me. I looked him in the eyes. Then I lowered my eyes and knew he had won. Knew he always would. I knew I wanted more of this sort of wanton sex."Don't worry, I'll make. The gallery itself was located at the ground floor of a huge hotel of 12 stages full of rooms. It was nearly the night, around 9PM. Inside it was crowded: artists, journalists, critics, politicians, and a lot to eat and drink. The walls were covered by many paintings, and dozens of sculptures were fit on wooden blocs in the middle of the corridors. There was a kind of loudly voice mixture, all the people talking together. Not very nice for my ears. Among them I noticed an interesting young. Let’s find out!” Sydnee smiles and slowly lower herself onto my throbbing hard on. She takes my swollen pole into her tight, wet pussy moaning as she sits. “Shit! You just keep getting bigger every time.” I grab her waist as I go deeper into Sydnee’s wet hot box. I tilt my head back moaning loudly as I finally feel every inch being inside of her. She leans forward putting her hands on my chest and bounces on my dick, moaning louder and louder. “Oh fuck,” she screams. I moan then I smile at. " What time do you get off?" I questioned with a little fire in my voice."My shift ends at four, but I can wait for you if you work later," she replied with a sexy little grin."I'll be there at four-fifteen. Now, you better get back to work. I see your manager looking this way, and I don't want to get you in trouble, Sandy." I took my bags and headed toward the exit. As I walked outside, past the glass, I glanced back at her as she busied herself with another customer. She looked so cute in her.