I slipped myself into her hairy armpit. I inhaled the aroma of chechi’s dusky armpit and started licking the whole. I smooched her armpit and inhale... all the hairs inside my mouth with a lot of lesbian lust.Suddenly, chechi raised her head and bit my neck with full force. Oh my god! I just jumped from the bed and chechi started to eat my neck like ice cream. She was crushing my boobs with overwhelming ecstasy. I was seeing stars.Chechi then she just peeled her maroon panty and covered my nose. He sucked harder on he nipples, moving from one to the other as he got closer and closer to cumming. Suddenly he slid a hand down across her belly to plunge into her now soaking wet panties. Without slowing, he sank two fingers deep into Cindys flooding pussy and began pounding them in and out with the same speed she was using on his trembling dick. With each stroke into her quivering and clasping hole, Jimmy pressed hard against her swollen clit, rolling his hand to put extra pressure on that. He gritted his teeth in anger. How could someone leave their family behind?He tried his phone. The first thing he should have done was dial the cops. He was shaking his head in anger. He should have known better.There was eerie static. Again, he tried, but with the same result. Ben swallowed, he’d think about consequences later. He will probably have to deal with the police.He took a two steps back and charged at the closed doors. He kicked the bolted doors with everything he had. Expecting to. You?”“I’m off to the ‘Our lands’ show at the Gallery. It’s in its third or fourth week.”“What’s it about?”“The blurb says: Works from the Gallery’s collection that explore the tensions, conflicts, suspicions and political struggles that are central to any discussion about rights to land in Australia. I know that works by Gordon Bennett, Daniel Boyd, Brenda L. Croft, Destiny Deacon, Gordon Hookey and Djambawa Marawil are included.”“So the Art Gallery of New South Wales doesn’t hesitate to mix.