I move around to the next sculpture and run my hands along the worn and smooth wood, feeling and also sensing the iron strength beneath. The work reso...ated with the Alberto Giacometti’s Tall Man and Walking Man sculptures yet displayed the undulations of nature and environment working and weathering strong and resilient men and women.The love of humanity and beauty is so obvious, my breath catches, and I move closer still. The man follows and walks to me. He glances at my hands now stroking the. Slowly at first, I slid in and out feeling the wetness on my cock. Jo had her hands on my ass pulling me hard into her. Jo felt so tight but wet as well she was gasping with her eyes shut and mouth open, her fingers digging into my back and ass.I realized she was close to cumming again. I started thrusting harder, watching her tits jiggle up and down as I tried to suck on those lovely nipples. I could feel my spunk cumming and I knew it wasn't going to last much longer. Jo started lifting her. Meri choot tumhare lund se marwaana chahti hai.” She reached behind her head and braced her arms against the wall. “Fuck me like an animal, Karan.”I grabbed her hips and fucked her fast and hard. I moaned and grunted savagely and she chanted “Fuck me, yes, Karan. Mujhe jee bhar ke chodo ” again and again. We fucked on that desk like wild beasts.Finally I could hold out no longer. “Manisha, I’m coming,” I announced.She smiled at me divinely, “Yes, lover. Come inside me. Fill me with your hot. She was only wearing her panties with the “Stick Dick Here!” logo on the back. Her brother-in-law Tony was standing next to the dining room table watching her silently and it was obvious he liked her “down on all fours” position because of the way his boxer shorts were tenting in the front.The previous evening, Maggie and her semi-conscious and fully inebriated daughter Victoria had done their utmost to cheer Tony up from his saturated state of depression over losing his mistress of many years.