”“You identified the designer? Jeeves, I admire your other abilities, but Victorian ceramic designers? I think not. Where did the name come from?�...�“You will note, Miss, that I did not say I had identified the designer. I merely commented that they appear to come from his works. The name was offered by the valuer who was present the other day, assisting with the inventory of the household artworks.”“Oh, that funny guy that was wandering up and down the corridors with you, Jeeves? That makes more. ” Ellen laughed drily and lolled her head back down on the pillow. “Shoot” she said. Jennifer raised up on one arm and gazed into Ellen’s eyes “Does this mean we’re gay?” she asked, perfectly seriously. Ellen tried to hold back the laughter but it had crossed her lips before she could stop it. “I don’t know about you” she sputtered, “but I guess I just found out I’m bi!” The conversation continued until Ellen had convinced Jennie that this one experience didn’t mean she was gay. When they. ..boy was I wrong!She kept texting me about where they ate and then where they went dancing. I went to the dance club to see how it was going but didn't let her see me. Curtis was making sure her glass was never empty. She gets pretty flirty when she drinks and I could tell she was plenty friendly especially on the dance floor. I'm not much of a dancer so she was really enjoying her time on the dance floor. I went back to the motel and found my spot...behind a floor length curtain. It was. 'I slipped it out of her wet pussy and we both got up. She found the strap for it and fixed it to the dildo. Then she got a bottle of liquid and emptied it into the balls. She said, ‘When I cum, squeeze the balls and make it cum inside me.'She strapped the dildo round me. It looked really kinky as I saw my reflection in the mirror with a huge black dildo sticking out in front of me.She leaned against the bottom of the bed and said, ‘I want it from behind.'She opened her legs and I moved.