?It isintolerable, intolerable!? he exclaimed. Moretrouble, Janine thought. What brings Rossetti here? ?She hasgone. It is the work of the modernists... I am sure. They know I cannot workwithout my model.? ?Your model?? ?Lizzie. My model and my muse. I left her only for a moment. I ampainting her as Guinevere.? The phonerang, the Dutchman picked it up. ?This is Breughel,? he said. ?I see?. Yes, heis here. ? Of course. ? We will be there at once.? Heput the phone down. ?That was the police,? he. This might be a long story, but trust me you would love it in the end.This my first story so please excuse me for any mistakes.The heroine of this story is a girl (Neha) early in the 20s (34-30-36)and a guy(me) in 20s too. Where they two meet while playing truth and dare with friends. And become fuck buddies soon after the game ends.Little bit about game: the bottle spins and lands on meMe: I chose dareNeha: give a lap dance to any girl in this room(I stood up and went to Neha for the same). She nodded and kept sucking. "You like sucking my musky cock?" I asked.Ala moaned and placed one hand on my thigh and cupped my balls with the other. My cock was completely wet with her saliva. Ala swirled her tongue round my cock head and licked the slit before pumping me again with her mouth. "Oh Ala," I moaned, "You're sucking my cock so good."Ala had my meat completely in her mouth. She held her lips at the base of my six-inch cock, sucking and swirling her wet tongue around my cock. I. "Dearie — that thing's a tongue twister and a half. I nearly sprained my tongue trying to learn it. I'll have to watch you cast it the first time." Moving one of the dangling stars on her earrings with the tip of her finger, Celes said, "I finished them." Well, let's see them work," Danica said and clapped her hands while standing.Celes pulled a candle from her pocket. Danica made a sound of delighted surprise when she saw it. The candle was a corkscrew of wax in subtly different, light shades.