When I return, I hear him say he’s an art tutor here for a couple of days to look through some galleries. I sit and we introduce ourselves. Charles ...s an urbane gentleman, well-dressed, well-mannered and articulate. Sipping our drinks we strike up a conversation about the merits of this gallery verus that and talk about the places we’ve enjoyed on our travels around the world. The conversation eventually centres on the role of women in art. We speak about the nude and how fashions and trends. She continued to groan every time it’s length was pushed fully up her. The guy in the passenger seat was starting to gasp. “Fuck it you horny bitch, don’t even move that sweet mouth. I want to shoot it down your throat”. Annie said nothing and just gurgled louder as she seemed to have totally swallowed his full length. He gasped aloud and she groaned as he was clearly shooting his spunk down her throat.She looked up, allowing some spunk to rest on her red lips and deliberately not licking it. It was the natural reaction of her little toes curling as pleasure spread throughout her body.It caught her father’s eye, and he quickly pulled his tongue away and moved off the bed. Except, it was more of a roll which ended up with him thudding against the floor. Nicole rolled over, pretending that she had just woken up, rather than what had actually just been happening; but her freckled cheeks were bright red. She was flustered, and Nathan could tell.“Daddy?” She murmured, while rubbing her. "I didn't want to wait alone. I hate hospitals and I fear for her", Georgia explained and touched his hand gently. "What's the matter with you? You don't look so well"."I'm just tired", he replied hoping that she would believe his pathetic excuse. "I was rehearsing with the guys when you called and I need some sleep"."James I'm sorry for forcing you to keep me company. I didn't know who else to call"."Don't apologize Georgia. I really like Angela and I'm worried". That much he could reveal.