I just saw their needs as achallenge to meet and could be comfortable only once they were sated.Was my sexual pleasure equal to theirs or subordinate?...I clipped the suspender belt into place wondering if pantyhose would bea smarter choice. The dress hem might ride up and I'd feel odd if thegirls found out I was dressed in sexy hose. I selected a sheer pair offine pantyhose instead. Pulling the garment up to just below my hips Irealized that my boy parts were more secure in the pantyhose.On-line. . it still gave my stomach the flutters. Had to be my nerves ... I was going to need a bit of a rest after this escapade was finished.Before long, any resemblance of usefulness Carrie might have had as a government whistle-blower was now long gone. In fact, between her rampant obvious madness and Emily's flawless imitations, there was not a single government or law enforcement official now willing to take her direct calls. A few organizations, such as the Secret Service, now had her phone. Tina took her hand off of my ass for a second but it quickly returned and her fingers felt slick with what I assumed was her saliva. She began pressing her finger against my asshole in time with the thrusts into my mouth and in no time she had worked one finger into my ass to at least half of its length. In spite of myself I moaned out loud. “Oh you like this, do you?” Tina asked with a smile in her voice “you’re such a good slut”. With that Tina worked a second finger into my asshole along. As they say beauty is in the eye of the beholder. Good art elicits a response in its viewer. Good art will elicit either love or hatred for it nearly immediately. If you love the message concealed in the painting its easy to figure out how you feel about the painting. Some people never truly understand why they feel what they do about artwork. Others immediately know that the art will be a part of their life from then on, and will travel distances, sometimes great to view the art from the same.