His other hand slipped up her thigh, using the wetness leaking onto his balls to rub into her clit, kissing her back as she arched against him, groans... escaping from her mouth as he felt her pussy start to squeeze his cock when his finger sped up.He needed to feel her sliding up and down him again, so he stood up, automatically making her bend over the desk, legs apart, while he took hold of her waist and let her slide forward before pulling her back against him as he pushed forward, his balls. Blood rushed through both of their bodies as their hearts violently pounded from the arousal, making the lovers very impulsive and giving them an adrenaline rush. The whole ordeal seemed like Carps flying into a boat, so messy and disorganized as the two ran their hands over each other and attempted to control their own breaths. Aran found his composure a minute in and put both arms around Emily’s waist, controlling her movements.“Uh, ha whew!” said Emily, letting out a deep breath as Aran’s. I heard a waitress come by and I hoped she couldn't see me. Then I heard Kim say you better bring a drink for our cum slut boy who is under the table. Here I was in a titty bar, under a table sucking a cock, only in America. Kim then ordered me out and it turned out as I was climbing out from under the table the waitress was bringing the drinks.The waitress had a grin on her face as she looked at me and I had a huge hard on in my shorts. I tried to sit down and when I couldn't do that I tried. ’ ‘Come over now. Let’s see what you have.’ I put up my ‘Back Soon!’ sign and walked down the street. Between customers, we spent time in Frank’s office, studying my find under a magnifying glass. ‘That’s a really strange drawing. A dead woman, a baboon, and a horse,’ Frank said. ‘What’s that written on the back?’ I asked. ”Consideres hoc vel pati. Vos excipiam mortem.’ It’s Latin. I’m pretty rusty. Let’s see….’ Frank rummaged through a messy bookcase behind his desk for a Latin-English.