But would you really want such a thing between those lovely thighs. Or would you rather feel the smooth ivory of a fine instrument inside you, carved ...ntricately to induce such tremendous orgasms from your fine body?” He waited, seeing her body stop as she contemplated his request.He was right, though she hated to admit it. She was a fine Lady, an inferior instrument would not be suitable for her. After all, even her chamber maid would have a finer tool. How degrading would that be? But she was. “I can’t begin to tell you how good it feels to besandwiched between you two guys… with you hugging me,and with him inside my pussy,” I replied.Don Jacinto began to pump me more vigorously. Caby then usedboth of his hands to hold my head with my face directlyin front of his. “Oh, honey, I think I am going to cumagain!” I whispered to him as my eyes began to close andmy pussy muscles began their involuntary clutching atthe invading, pumping male meat between. I was just 2 inches away from sliding the closet door totally shut, and I could see part of the bed, and hear everything they said. It was the foremen, Ernie, and another one of the guys who frequently came to visit me. The foreman was telling the other two what maintenance needed to be done in the room and others. As he talked, I saw his hand smoothing out the bed spread, which I had messed-up. I just hoped his hand didn't run over the wet spot I'm sure was there. Oh, I was cursing myself. "Uhm, if it’s too much to ask, I can just leave and figure something out." She stammers, looking towards the door. "Oh, no need for that." Robert replies calmly, "I'm sure we can figure something out." He says as he ushers her towards the shop door. "Step into my office." He tells her, jokingly as the three of them enter the dim shop. They walk across the shop to the stall where Ashley's 350Z is parked. As they approach the car, Robert turns to Ashley. "So what makes you think that I should.