You walk up to the statue and crane your head between her legs. There's a dribble of cum on her lips, but even with that there – she is a white statue – it would be hard to determine from a glance that anything had been done to her. You're probably safe, provided there are no cameras in the room. That would suck.
You realize your thoughts are drifting again. Staring at the statue's pussy is a little too stimulating.
You wonder... do you have enough time? Maybe you could do that again? |