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Percy
Friday 11:15 Pm
My heart is racing, and my skin is crawling with anticipation. The historic splendor is almost too much. Banging here seems almost wrong, like artistic blasphemy.
Anton quickly pulls down his zipper, and before I know it, his cock is waiting, pressed between my pussy lips.
On second thought, I can live with the shame were this ever to surface. His cock is fucking worth it. The desire to keep going with him and pushing him to get even crazier with me is too strong.
I can’t fight it.
I’ve always been an art buff. I fucking love studying influential artists and the styles that manifested through different time periods. It’s all so fascinating.
So, the idea of boning in a museum entirely dedicated to Van Gogh’s work is enough to get me hot and bothered, even without a cock in my presence.
In a mere moment, I’ve grown impatient with Anton’s teasing and arch my back, forcing his cock inside of me. I push back against him, and he grabs my hips and pulls them towards him, pushing his cock all the way inside.
He knows better than to keep me waiting. I want what I want, when I want it. And I want it fucking now.
God fucking damn.
His cock is marvelous.
I stare forward, right intoStarry, Starry Nightplaced perfectly before us. It’s almost like someone set this here for this exact purpose. Fucking while admiring a Vincent Van Gogh original is quite a statement of admiration.
The dim lights throughout the museum creates a spectacular romantic atmosphere. The ambiance feels decidedly unique, like this is an experience I could only get here.
Anton thrusts his cock harder, and he’s fully inside me. It sends a jolt through my body. Everything else seems to cease around us, my focus entirely occupied by new sensations.
His hand slides up my back, tracing my spine. I shudder and sway my ass, moving his cock around inside me. I continue to sway, just to keep feeling that glorious fucking cock deep in my pussy.
His cock is hitting my G-spot relentlessly, forcing my entire body to shake against him. Before I know it, I’m on the verge of exploding all over him.
“I’m going to come!” I shout.
“Come for me, Percy. Come all over my fucking cock!” he shouts back, our voices echoing throughout the empty museum.
No one and nothing can hear us but Van Gogh’s legacy as I moan and whimper, gushing cum all over him.
To no surprise,Starry, Starry Nightnow has a splash of evidence from our little bang session. I can’t fucking tell where, but I know it’s there. The thought only turns me on more.
Anton pulls his cock from my pussy. I stand and turn around, still catching my breath from my most recent orgasm.
With no pause, no warning, he takes my shoulder and forces me to my knees. His hand is on my head, and I’m staring at his cock, now at eye level with me.
Fuck. Yes.
I take the head of his cock into my mouth and flick my tongue along his frenulum. I look up at him, and he meets my gaze.
He sighs, content, and whispers, “that’s right, Percy.”
I smile, his cock still in my mouth. Just then, he gives my head a light push to take more of him between my lips.
I oblige and swirl my tongue around his cock as much as I can. I bring my hand up to his balls and massage them.
I keep sucking passionately, my fervor driven more and more as I listen to him. “Oh, Percy,” he moans, whispering between ragged breaths.
