Robin blushed a little when she noticed his stare, ‘Yes, the luggage on the bed please.’ She felt his eyes roaming over her body and stopping at h...er ass. Blushing more at the thought that the porter may have noticed the anal plug stuffed deep in her ass. Feeling the heat of the porters eyes on her back as she walked out the door. Her hard pebbles scratching on the pads. Feeling the slight wetness soaking her panties, Robin breathed in hard trying to calm herself, thinking that this was going to. Mel snorted. "I forgot that you like 'em like that..." A synapse spat in his brain. "You aren't sleeping with that elephant, are you?"Mac faced him directly. "Regularly. And it's very pleasant, I might add!" Ugh!" Mel grunted. "Ripples!" Would you rather sleep on a waterbed or a sheet of plywood?" Mac replied. "She's somewhere in between -- but most people in our line of work are more like plywood."Mel snorted. "Fat chicks don't bend -- and they have no energy!" There's fat and there's fat,". I wanted to be sure there were no glitches. I then tore down the system here in the house, packed it all up in boxes, and set them aside for transport to Taylor.The house was done and beautiful, even better than I had expected. The hardwood floors in the great room were all weathered wood and then sanded smooth and then sealed and painted with seven coats of polyurethane. This allowed the character of the wood to come out, it looked great. The same thing was done to the outsides as well, so. What do you think Ned?” The third man added, “And that ass is going to look mighty fine hanging off my dick.” Needless to say, the interruption shriveled my cock instantly. “You guys can’t just barge in here like this! Just leave! Go about your business elsewhere.” “Big talk for an old gomer outnumbered three to one.” Karen interrupted my attempt at being macho, saying, “It’s alright, Grey.” The one called Len said, “That’s one pretty smart lady you got there. Follow her lead and everything.