We quickly finished our sandwiches, and, after picking up a floor plan, headed for the second floor, where we found the Impressionists.They were fanta...stic, and there were more here than we had seen in Washington; we now understood why Nigel and Sarah had insisted that we had to come here."Steve, look at these intense blues that Renoir used here!" Yes, I really like those, and also everything by Monet".We went into the next room, where there were some sculptures; horses, and a ballerina. "These. " I muttered under my breath in disbelief. I had a quick read through and the Professor was out for an appointment or something. I didn't really care. I rushed over to my drawer and took out the two boxes and ripped them open, unable to contain my excitement. I gave them a quick rinse, running my hands along the shafts, tracing the veins and feeling the bulbous heads, wondering how I will fit them inside of me. I grabbed my towel and spread it out on the bed and set things up while the dildos. Making me moan and trying to push myself onto you. You give my pussy one last kiss and force your big dick into my tight little hole and I moan so loud. I can feel every last inch of your dick filling me up, you don’t hold back just fucking me harder and harder. You stop and tell me to turn over. I turn over and spread my legs. “Put a finger in your ass”, I of course do what you say. Slowly rubbing my ass then pushing a finger in. Watching you stand there while you hold your big dick all wet. He had obviously pleased her, as had the others, but not satisfied her, a feat frequently difficult to do for anyone. Her mood was still lusty and wanton. Dougs cock was enjoying the result of her feelings. She rose again from his erection and lay down on the adjoining lounge chair. Her legs were wide and she spread open the puffy lips of her pussy with her fingers. Can you see the cum and cock juice? she asked She wasnt really looking for an answer. She had mostly wanted to have him look into.