Gradually her legs opened and I eased a finger between her thighs finding my way through the pussy hair and stroking her lips. Now she was moving, her...hips thrusting against my hand and her tits pressing into my mouth and the groaning was louder. I moved from her tits and she begged me no to stop but I moved down her body, kissing all the way until I reached her cunt. I moved off the bed and pulled her to the end so I could kneel on the floor with her legs over my shoulders, her cunt laid bare. 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. She fondled his ass and said,"Like?" Yeah, I like that.", he replied.She continued by running her fingers down his ass crack where part of the feeling was. Then down his legs to his feet. It tickled.He was getting light headed on the scent of the oil she used and he was losing feeling in his left arm for some reason.Sascha then stood up, moved around to the front of the bed and worked on his upper back and neck. He could feel something working inside of him taking away all the tension.After. Mr Trusk was kissing Miley forcefully on the lips to sucking on her nipples, to biting her nape and Chris was sucking quite a lot on his mother's nipples, squashing her flesh vigorously.Deep down a darker part of Mr Trusk and Chris enjoyed having incest with daughter and mother. Miley and Mrs Trusk were both beautiful woman and chances are, if they weren't mother and daughter, they would wish to openly have sex with them anyways.As for Miley and Mrs Trusk, there was a darker part of them that.