I think you have saved my marriage. At least I hope so.”“We hope so too, Phillip. There is one matter that I want to ask you about though.”“Sh...ot.”“Why did you let us think you were an attendant delivering meals?”“Well, that was what I was at the time. I didn’t tell you that. You just assumed that was what I was. Besides, does it make any difference? I’m no better or no worse than any attendant. I’m just someone doing a job for the hotel line.”“Probably not but it was a surprise for us when we. . I NEED to recreate it in a sculpture ... I want you to pose for me, making love, so that I may capture that feeling..." NO! No way!" we yelled in unison."You don't understand ... it is exactly THAT what I've been looking for ... what I've needed to convey ... from the time we started on this project." Let me be perfectly blunt, Kelly ... I can go along with the statues and the paintings ... business is business and when you think about it, there really isn't any difference between the poses. He jumped when the chilly plastic of a personal pack of bathroom wipes landed on his chest. He then saw her standing next to the bed with several of the wipes wadded up and held against her ass."Don't come in, okay?" she said just before scurrying out of the room. He heard the bathroom door open, close, and then the water running full blast.It took quite a surge of willpower to grab the pack of wipes off his chest. The thought occurred to him that he should have considered that need as well. He. Let me have your fat cock the way I want it, not to rape me with it." Julie could hardly contain herself from giggling. Stuie carefully bent over to slip the girl off his shoulder and plant her, ass down, into the sofa. He stood up with destination concluded. His straining bulge was inches from her face. "OK, let the dog out and knock yourself out, sister." She reached for the stretch band at the top of the front of his shorts and was surprised how easily the garment jerked more than a.