He alternated breasts until only his cooling kisses remained. He pulled me onto the floor in a kneeling position and stood up. His chocolate covered c...ck waved in front of me. I didn’t hesitate. I went after it with the intensity of a hungry animal, consumed with a passion for chocolate. I felt his hands encircle my head and hold me to him as I took his cock deep in my mouth. I was almost overwhelmed by his strength and chocolaty goodness. Abruptly, he pulled out of my mouth. I almost fell face. We continued to make love for about ten more minutes until I came inside her. As I relaxed I heard a little moan coming from behind me. I turned around to see Sara peeking through the door. “Sara?” I asked The door closed a little. “Sara come in here.” I said The door opened ever so slowly. “Yes?” she questioned“Sara what were you doing?” I asked“Ummm nothing.” She said looking at her feet.“Were you watching us?” I asked“Ummm No.” she replied “Sara don’t lie to me were you watching us?” I. ’ She did not reply. She just moved closer. He said, ‘Never seen you here before.’ She moved past him and lightly touched his gun, tucked under his left arm. He was shocked, and felt a flush of violent reaction, training taking over, but realizing she had just gotten the drop on him, backed up and checked to see if she was telling him something. Absolutely flustered, he asked, ‘May I get you something?’ ‘No, got to go. I will be at the Hotel on the corner in half an hour. Ask for Jean if you. That's why I'm a sculptor."What good would a bunch of letters after my name be? Do you intend to get a PhD in sculpture?" Ms. Brock asked me pointedly. Bitch."I don't need letters. I'm an artist." Oh? And why do you think I need those letters?" You're a teacher." Ah. I see. Artists don't teach." Why would they?" Some of the most famous artists in the world also taught. In many instances they referred to it as taking an apprentice. Sadly, they don't offer letters for apprentices, so you wouldn't.