#402668 - He moved to pull back up but she pushed her hips up to keep herself as deep as possible in his mouth. Uh, hey, he said, voice soft and welcoming, though it was difficult to hide the chill he felt, good show tonight? The woman nodded some, maintaining that curious gaze, Very good, didn’t you see it? Robin shook his head, Couldn't afford the tickets, but I got to see her when she came out! he enthused, his smile genuine. He almost tripped climbing into the luxurious heat of the limos lavish interior, finding himself suddenly sat on a plush leather seat with his sketchbook and pen in his hands as, behind him, the door was pushed closed sealing him into the comforting embrace of the warmth, a weighty click signifying that he was now locked in here, all alone, with her.