College. She's works out a lot and used to be in the swim team at my old high school. I hate how bossy she is with me, but it's hard to say no to a gi...l who can beat you up. It's also hard to say no to that perfect body.My aunt Rachel sometimes helps me study, but she's not the smartest member of the family. Despite her recently moving in to help she has become a largest distraction, or rather 2 large distractions. Her tits had to be the biggest I've ever seen on a women that trim. She must get. It's the beautiful woman from the bar."What the fuck am I doing here?" I can see you but I can't hear you. Are you feeling okay? Any nausea or anything?"I shake my head."Good. we've been perfecting our technique. It's my duty to inform you that we'll soon be informing your wife of your infidelity. There's nothing you can do to prevent that. We're... why are you laughing?"I'm laughing because this is gut busting hilarious. "You are so busted and you can't even hear me say that." Marcia, please. But are you also enjoying it, maybe even just a little bit?”I didn’t answer Jill’s question with words, but I think something in my expression gave her an answer as she gave me an enigmatic smile and moved the conversation on, telling me about the flight and the hotel. After a few minutes idle small talk, another enigmatic smile appeared on Jill’s face. I knew we’d reached that point. The elephant in the room.“Why don’t you ask me, honey?” she gently teased. “I know you want to ask me about. I've been looking for someone to help me finish my new sculpture. Would you like to see it? Oh, silly question, I meant to say – you do want to see it, don't you Greg.Greg, now naked and erect, just mumbled and nodded, as Dorothy guided him to a different door and opened it. She turned a switch, and the single lightbulb on the ceiling shone on what looked like a plaster-of-Paris chair in the middle of the room, an open-mouthed man's head mounted on the top edge, and human arms in a semblance of.