“Especially when that woman is you.”She shook her head, “You’re incorrigible.”Forty-five minutes later, Mac and Grace were eating soup in th... sitting room that had a window overlooking the gardens. Although it was nighttime, the lighting made it seem almost magical.“How’s the head?” she asked.“Better,” he admitted. “Doctor Gracie to the rescue again.”She smiled. “I’m just glad you are feeling better. I was worried. I’m going to make sure that you have Ibuprofen in your bathroom and put some in. There’s no sculpture and there never will be. It’s a dildo and you modelled for it.”The look on his face was pure fascination. “Okay, Red, I’m missing something. Gimme the whole story.”She did gladly. “You’ve been a little bit deceived, but all for fun. Cherry’s business partners, you see, with a girl who’s started her own line in sex-toys. She’s quite the investor. They wanted someone to model for the XXL end of their fledgling company’s range and I quite naturally suggested you. I did mention. My breath inhaled. Delicious. He lapped my wetness again, seemingly consuming the wetness that had escaped me, his mustache gently tickling me. Oh my god. I heard myself say. I felt my muscles tense, and wanted to release. But then…a knock at the door. I gasped. Professor Williams looked at me as if to tell me not to let a sound come out. Yes? Professor Williams? Its Brett. Professor Williams dove back into my pussy. I almost gasped, as he put his hand on my mouth. Brett continued as. "Oh, my old ears may never be the same again," he teased.Melissa blushed crimson, and Fred chuckled.Jeff got up. "Well, if everyone is ready, lets head for the range," he said, laughing. He held out a hand to help his young wife out of her seat. "I'll take you up on that at lunch break," he said, chuckling with Fred.Melissa stuck her tongue out at him and took off to catch up with the other girls who were waiting for her at the door, all of them giggling.Diana rolled her eyes, took her husband.