As I moved up her legs, she raised her hands above her head to keep the remote away from me. As she did this, it pulled her crop top t-shirt up. Not o...nly could I see how hard her nipples were, but I could see the bottom of her size "C" breasts! She was panting now from the energy she was expending. I kept crawling up her legs till I could smell her cunt. I didn't want to be obvious, so I stole a big whiff of her scent, and then continued up. She seemed to get a second wind and started. She knew what kind of love they shared. Jack lifted his glass and drank, then slowly rested it back onto the table. ‘He did what?’ ‘I let him fuck me.’ She stared at him, watching how he was reacting. It was something he did not want to hear. Yet, he agreed at the beginning that she could see and have sex with anyone she wished, as long as he too could enjoy such privileges. He had to be careful now. If he reacted badly, then it would obviously show a change in how he thought. ‘That’s fine.. "It invokes a deep rage in me. No, it pulls to the surface all the rage I've suppressed all the days of my life. If I lived with this painting, I could become a murderer."I blinked. Surely she was exaggerating. I let her emotions through, took them to me as if they were my own, and the deep-seated rage that struck me staggered me. She wasn't exaggerating."Sara, look at me," I said. She turned her angry eyes toward me, and I could feel her rage slipping away. "Look at the painting again." She. ” She puts her hand to her pussy and feels my dick. “Yep, hard again.” I then make a decision for the both of us. If we keep this pattern up, the room service maid is going to find us dehydrated on the bed. Nancy sitting on top of me when I lean forward put my arms around her and swing my legs off the bed. She makes a ‘whoop’ noise while I get up. While still inside her I press her to the wall and explore her tongue with mine. Breaking the kiss I say “Let’s take a shower and figure out what.