."She laughed, "Yeah, there is THAT. But what I'm saying is that there's nothing illegal."These conversations were what I liked about Nina. She let he... mind roll around a subject, as much to see what SHE thought as what I thought. "Nina, punkin, " I said. "There's a huge difference between what's legal and what's considered proper." Believe me, babe, I know that," she continued. "And sometimes," she continued, "that's good. And sometimes it makes NO sense at all. Like, I'm seventeen. D'you KNOW. I knew I should be happy she was so thrilled with the gift I'd given her. But there was a part of me that snarled at every sentence that came out of her mouth about that dog. I knew I was going to have to get over it. He was going to be around for a long time. Part of my problem with the whole thing was I realized she would probably get rid of me before she'd give up Bozo.We were just about done when Jill asked me to hang on a minute."Jack?" Hi, John." Is your mom there?" She is, but she's kind. I rolled my eyes, imitating her voice."If I must," I said.Beth rolled over until she was kneeling in the middle of the sofa; arms over the back facing away from me. I scrambled off the sofa and slipped into the harness, adjusting the buckles so that the fit was nice and snug. "Hey, I'm getting cold," Bethany murmured. I used some of my saliva to wet the dildo and ran my right hand up and down its length."Enough already!" I said. "You've got to wait a bit for this, I want to make sure it goes in. I smiled at her and nodded a yes.She smiled back and confessed that her husband just mounted her and grunted during two minutes. Then she had to finish herself…I asked about him and Naiko smiled with an evil grin, as she told me he was gambling now; instead of looking after his slut wife. Then I knew I was talking to a very sexually frustrated wife there.Naiko asked me to introduce her to my wife and begged me if it was possible to watch her fucking a black man. I opened my eyes wide in.