<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/4/40/Gabemask.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: comic sans ms;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;">Gabe, #2447</span></span><br/><strong>Where: </strong>Theater<br/><strong>When: </strong>Friday dusk, week 1<br/><strong>Who:</strong>Kitty<br/><strong>Status: </strong>Closed<br/><hr/><br/>Gabe was breathing much faster now. Like a broken record, the thought kept going through his head that he couldn’t believe this was happening. This gorgeous woman was offering herself to him. He took in a deep shuddering breath when at her lips on his neck, her hand on his cock. He let out a low moan at her words.<br/><br/>Nodding, he took her at her word. Slowly, tremulously, he reached his hand out to her. Gabe slid his hand over her skin, stroking her cheek, her throat. He moved his hand to her breast, cupping it, feeling the weight and heat of her in his hand. His fingers closed on her nipple, stroking, feeling it grow hard under his touch. He licked his lips, wanting to taste her, but also not wanting to move her hand from him, or her lips away from his neck.<br/><br/>She wasn’t protesting and her body was reacting in approval, making him grow bolder. He slid his hand lower, feeling her smooth skin down her ribs, over her belly. Surprised at himself, but feeling the growing lust and desire, he kept moving. Finally, he rolled on his side slowly, wanting to see her face. Eyes on hers, moving slowly, he slid his finger along her thigh and then up inside her. He began a slow stroking ,wanting to give her some of the pleasure she had already given him. Part of him was worried someone would walk in and see them, but another part of him, a voice he’d not listened to his whole life, almost hoped someone would.