Unconsciously, Zena licked her lips - as the urge grew stronger."No..." She whispered to herself in horror... but the denial was invain, for even as s...e voiced it, the sensation went from 'urge' to'need'.He needed a cock in her mouth.She needed cum in her stomach.She NEEDED to give a blow job......RIGHT NOW!"Okay..." She heard her voice said, stunned by the words emerging,unbidden, from her altered lips. "It's a deal. Let me suck your cockand we'll call it even..."Stunned at the burly. It’s in its third or fourth week.”“What’s it about?”“The blurb says: Works from the Gallery’s collection that explore the tensions, conflicts, suspicions and political struggles that are central to any discussion about rights to land in Australia. I know that works by Gordon Bennett, Daniel Boyd, Brenda L. Croft, Destiny Deacon, Gordon Hookey and Djambawa Marawil are included.”“So the Art Gallery of New South Wales doesn’t hesitate to mix media?”“Don’t be snarky! Want to come?”“Want to? Yes.. ” “Individually.” “Okay…. Allison, I love you.” “And I love you,” they kissed. “Melisa, I love you.” “And I love you,” they kissed. Then M climbed onto Allison’s side of the couch and said, “Allie, I love you,” and they kissed. It was a strange sort of ritual, as if agreeing in solidarity to be unfaithful with one another. “Good!” The girls leapt off their couch and cuddled up next to him. Nate put his arms around them, submitting to the surrealism of the situation. “So what’s with the naked. ‘What the fuck is going on in that head of yours, Knothead? You want to get benched right before the biggest game in this schools history?’ ‘Of course not, Coach,’ Tommy answered. ‘It was just…’ ‘I don’t want to hear any fucking excuses! You know what the maximum effective range of an excuse is, doncha?’ ‘Zero meters.’ ‘So, you were actually listening enough to remember that much! Trouble is, you forgot it when it mattered. Now, let’s try it again and this time, tell me what the fuck happened,.