Leona had little patience for art, but she feigned interest and made a point of standing very close to Rupin as he played tour guide for her. ass porn The old, empty gallery was no longer empty. Even better when he fully mounted her, lying across her back, his hands braced on the floor, his arms running over hers, so that their bodies were locked in the same position, neither able to move without pushing against the other and driving him further and harder into her. “Perhaps this next matter should wait until your father is here…” he said. The final day of Christmas. She was afraid, but still pleased. I might have killed myself, but would the curse even end then? Tomorrow it would all be over. She thought about following him…but no, she decided, let him go, off to his bedchamber or to his gallery or wherever. Frost tinted the petals of the roses in the garden.
