I did not know how to react and prayed she would not tell anything to my client as he was a very high profile architect and gave me lots of business.W... acted unknown to each other which was also true in a way. She was looking so hot in a blue ¾ jeans or capris and a tight top which was sleeveless. Her back was also very nice as The top was low.She had a butterfly tattoo on her neck and it was looking so sweet. I was dreaming of kissing it to my hearts content. I was already doing all kinds of. God I needed to have something up my love tunnel, besides one of my toys. I would be at home alone and find myself day dreaming about one of my old big cock bastard taking me. I could feel the tingle well up in my cunt, up where Tim had never been. My juices would start to soak my panties. On many occasions I would lie in bed and pull off my jeans and let my hand slide into my damp thong and explore my clit and slide down my slit. I could feel my clit get bigger and tighten as I began to come.. . morning, Canth."Her eyes opened. The brown dog's black nose was almost touching hers, snout filling her field of vision. She closed her eyes."I take it you need to go outside."She felt Canth jump back, giving a bark. Gathering her strength, she pushed herself up into a sitting position, eyes opening. It was light. Outside the cabin's picture window, the sky was blue, the ground white and beautiful. The air in the cabin was a bit chilly. The stove was probably down to just warm coals. She. " She said."Or maybe I love you, but I love to watch you squirm as well?" I grinned."Be nice, or I'll have to get you back later..." she warned."Mmm hmm." I said, not commiting. In the end, though, after the moments we had just shared together, I couldn't do anything mean to her. I poured a tablespoon or so of oil into my hand, set down the bottle, and cupped my hands together to let it warm up."You're so sweet, Marky." She said when she saw me warming the oil, "I could never ask for a better.