I press against your pussy and then you feel my finger on your clit, ever so lightly, just making circles on it. You can hardly feel the touch but you...know its there.I lick the fingers on my left hand and wet your left nipple. All the while my fingers are making those light circles on your clit. Round and round they go, just grazing you, while I keep kissing your neck. My touch is so light, so light on your clit. Grazing round and round, lightly, incessantly. Your panties are soaked.Now my left. The dull throbbing pain of his hand was the one constant in his life.“The pain pills aren’t helping?” Bob asked concerned.“I’m not taking any pain pills,” Mike answered.It was his hope that the dull throbbing pain would keep his mind from the other problems in his life. It wasn’t working.“Oh,” Bob said frowning at the news. Bob licked his lips and started to say something, but stopped before the words came out. Nervous, he said, “Mike, I know you’ve had a horrible loss, but you do need to take. Chris put his arms under his in the narrow space and he felt his hard cock reach up to the guy’s ass cheeks as he was licked and nibbled slowly, enjoying the attention without doing much. He was now rock hard and felt the need to push his cock into something warm, tight and wet or he was going to come. He unhooked his hands and put them on the curve of the softer hips above him but felt hard muscle underneath and started stroking lightly. In the semi dark, the cocksucker reached behind and took. She did neither.“I’m done,” she said eventually. She went to the bedroom and retrieved her suitcase. “I’m done, Trent. Find someone else to use.”He dropped the PlayStation controller in alarm and followed her all the way down to her car.“Wait,” he pleaded. “Look, I’ll get them back. The show opens in an hour. We’ll go get them now, huh? Nobody will have seen them.”But when they got to the gallery, the paintings were nowhere to be seen. Trent’s pieces hung on the white walls but Raine couldn’t.