She loved how Andy's nipple felt on her tongue. She started lick the nipple faster and faster. She could hear Andy start to moan. She then took the wh...le end of Andy's tit in her mouth and started sucking. She also bit down on it lightly. "Yeah, bight my boob, you dirty girl," came Andy's voice. Kaley couldn't believer what she just heard, but it turned her on, and she kept going, harder and faster. "Oh, you slut! You love my boobs. You love sucking them and bighting them. You whore!" This talk. The painting I’d sold was of him. It was for a very special museum; it wouldn’t be covered in the press. But I wanted to share news of this sale with Max.I paused out on Margaretenstrasse, just outside the entrance to the bar, and lit up a cigarette. I didn’t smoke much more anymore—just as I didn’t often go over my limit of one Scotch and water, but I was at loose ends tonight.As I was standing there, the young man who had been looking past the older man who was trying for a hookup at the bar. It actually excited me, being the only one. Anjum then pulled her shirt off. I quickly sat up and came to her, grabbing for her tits. They weren’t huge, but still nice, small b’s. I squeezed them through her bra, and then helped her out of it. Her tits were round and flopping in a cute way, with big areolas and small nipples, and I pinched the tips of them, and Anjum giggled. Then I suddenly remembered Shama and looked over. She was now naked and Ali was fingering her. She was leaning back. Oh yesss. You feel so good in my ass. Ahhh"We fell forward on the bed as he stayed inside of me for a few more minutes before he slowly started to soften. Cum began to leak out of me and onto the sheets. After a while, John picked me up and carried me to the bathroom. Starting the shower, he climbed in with me. The warm water flowed from the jets around us, he began to massage my muscles loosening any that felt tight from all the unfamiliar activity. He took a washcloth, gently washing my body.