”“Sure,” he said, pleasantly surprised.“Mom,” I said. “It’s Dr. Sam Rivers. He’s a cosmetic surgeon. He’s calling to talk about surg...ry to reduce the scarring.” I passed her the phone and she talked to him for a few minutes, asking questions like how soon before the appointment would we need to be there and how long the stay would be. She gave him her email address and asked a few more questions before they said goodbye.She passed the phone back and nodded. “We’ll have to book flight and hotel. Getting back to normal was a priority, and the first step to beingnormal was behaving like me, the me before the drunken night thestarted this, so I made a forced effort to socialize like I wasn't inthe process of ruining my life. I made small talk with some of theother librarians like Pete and Meghan, and made a point of gettingacross campus to grab Nicole for lunch. It was almost normal, despitemy being terrified of being found out, I was apparently doing a goodjob of blending in.That. Her juicy, plump body looked amazing that night. Her tits were nearly spilling out of her low-cut red top. I sat down and chatted with her for a while. Then, I playfully leaned in and kissed her on the lips. She giggled and took my hand and placed it on her huge breast. Without saying another word, we were on our way to her place, which was only a few blocks away. When we got there, we went into her room and started going at it. Angie was playfully giggling while I was taking her clothes. "Fuck her ass with that big fat cock while Ifuck her pretty little mouth."Although I had been well-fucked by my Anal Twist, Marisa's dildo, and thenKayla's cock I still felt the delicious pangs of being stretched just thatmuch more by the bigger dildo. She didn't give me any time to get used tothe size of the new intruder; rather, she leaned forward, lifting my legshigher and exposing my ass more, and then drove the entire 8-inches insideof me."Ohhhhh, God!" I yelled. Kayla immediately.