She went over and stood in front of it, reaching out with her hand to take hold of the frame so as to keep herself steady.Just as she had felt the pow...r of the oak trees in the park, so now she could feel that same power from the oak frame of the mirror. Unlike the useless plastic vibrator, the wooden frame was alive. No, it couldn't be, it had been alive but no longer, surely. Why then did it feel so alive? Why then did the figure of the nymph that she was holding seem to mould herself into. Finally reapplying my nude lip gloss, I left the bathroom, my heelsclicking loudly on the tiled floor, to go and get some coffee withMolly.Ahead of the night out on Saturday night I booked myself into thesalon on the Saturday afternoon to have my hair done for the nightout. I had grown my hair longer over the previous few months, notbecause I particularly wanted to, as I still found having long hairvery annoying, but because Allen had said in a throwaway comment onenight how he thought I suited. This must have done something to her as when the next guy knelt next to her instead of just stroking him, she pulled his cock to her mouth and then drank down all of his cum as he shot it into her mouth. She now knelt up and a few guys approached her. She took it in turns sucking their cocks whilst they played with her tits and finger fucked her, but in all cases she swallowed their cum as they shot their loads. The crowd was dwindling and my wife bent forward and kissed me. She told me she had. It was excused as an action done out of ignorance because Bobo had never actually met the divine one and simply a matter of unfortunate circumstances.One of the female scientists timidly ventured a guess that perhaps Bobo was upset because his program mate Mimi had been accidently terminated in an unfortunate jettison test that ended badly. Poor Bobo was very close to Mimi and it was difficult to explain to him that "these things happen".The project supervisor, Doctor Ali ben Khan speculated.