.." Keine Angst.", sagte die andere und lächelte herzlich, "du kannst es ruhig anfassen. Es ist Interaktionskunst." Hm, ok.", stammelte Julia und str...ich sich nervös durch das Haar, "ich wollte trotzdem nicht ..."Sie hörte mitten im Satz auf und versuchte ein hilfloses Lachen. Die ganze Situation war ihr total peinlich und egal, ob es erlaubt war oder nicht, sie hatte nicht vorgehabt, hier irgendetwas anzustellen.Aber die andere Frau, die die Künstlerin zu sein schien, schien fast darauf zu. In and out of his white lover, he pumped his fingers. Her next climax promised to be even bigger than the one before it, but Marc was edging her. He would feel her start to go and he would slow his hand just a bit. He wanted to keep her there, teasing her, playing with her, knowing that by so doing he would eventually lead her to an orgasm that would wrack her body with pleasure the likes of which she had never felt.He knew that her first orgasm had overwhelmed her. He sensed that it was. "God! I'm sorry!"She pushed past me and ran through the living room and down hall towards her room. Seconds later I heard her bedroom door slam shut. She had been listening through the door while I sucked Angelica's cock. I was sure of it. I wondered if she had eavesdropped at Angelica's door when her sister was fucking Wendy.It occured to me that when I had caught her she was probably going back to her room to jerk off. She was clearly embarrassed at getting caught but would that embarrassment. In the south or southwest, there was a Waffle House at just about every Interstate exit. Then we varied between sixty-five and ninety-five, depending on the nearness of the local police and highway patrol cars."Io, I have to make a call to my supplier in Austin. Can you make it untraceable and scrambled please?" I asked after a while."Zeus, I do that as a matter of course." Wait," said Arti. She pulled a new mobile device from her backpack. It looked like all the others of its genre: like a.