They call themselves The Order of Arte ... they have to file the proper permits to gather and I had the schedule pulled as well. They usually gather a...t the city Amphitheater once a week, and are scheduled to do so tomorrow in the late afternoon and early evening." I take it we will be going to this gathering." Isabella said.Dysea smiled. "I want to hear what they have to say before I let Arzoal know what we have discovered. They may be just fanatics using that name, or they could very well be. "I know a perfect place near here," she added as I climbed in.Within minutes of our arrival at Chez Bistro, we were seated at a quiet table with champagne and chocolate mousse coming, all at her command. I felt terribly underdressed, having not spiffed myself up for a wank night. And I was a bit in awe of her command in this situation.As we sat and talked, while the waiter brought us our drinks and dessert, she told me about everything since I'd met her last - junior high, high school,. Her nipples looked darker and more erect now than ever. After about 10 minutes of driving Tree felt his balls tense and she dropped to her knees engulfing his shaft up her pussy and he shot deep into her."Thanks" he said as she slid off him."Guess it's your turn now" Tree said looking at SteveAnd he knelt forward."Don't worry I'm not going to fuck you after they've all been there, you can give me a blow job instead." So thoughtful" Tree said sarcastically.She held his cock and started to wank. One day it might be I love you more than yesterday. The next it might be I love you more than I ever thought I could. The next might be I love you more than you’ll ever need to be loved. As our eyes adjusted to the dim light of the candles I began by kissing the tears away and wrapping my arms around her and holding her tight saying ‘I know and I’m so thankful’. I hated to let go but knew that we would become closer as the night grew on. I slowly began unbuttoning her blouse placing kisses on.