Her quarter horse needed no further encouragement; he trotted forward to the end of the bench, dipped his head, and extending his long, broad, warm, w...t, highly mobile tongue, began to lick Gina’s slit along its full length, from bottom to top, ending by flicking and swirling it around her by now hugely erect clitty…her pussy responded by producing even larger amounts of warm, sweet slippery love-juice, till it was pouring out of her. Blackie grunted with pleasure as he scented her delicious. Right?" Yes, Mommy Juno," I agreed in my immature-sounding way. "Baby Andreawant you to have lots of fun with Uncle Duke." For good measure Iadded, "Yay."They went away. I watched my wife's jutting, panty-clad bottom swayuntil she was gone. Moments later the speaker in front of me crackledinto life.I heard my wife say, "I hope you're eating all that green goodness, BabyAndrea."Assuming she could hear me, I answered, "Yes, Mommy Juno. I'm your goodgirl." I know you are." That told me the. Floor length, I had to wear several petticoats to hold out the skirt in a circular pattern, and the satin bodice was fitted very tightly to me. Sleeveless, and without straps to hold up the top it was made to fit me perfectly. I had white satin covered shoes with rhinestone shoe clips, a rhinestone choker necklace with a matching bracelet. We took the dress home and the next morning we went to the salon. Mom and I checked everywhere for stray hairs and found only a few, and I got dressed in. Fuck, I thought. Today is going to be the longest day of my life. I had to try to get my mind under some sort of control, and figured, Coffee is the answer. I grabbed my cup and headed to the break area in an attempt to calm the storm that raged in my pants. When I got settled back at my desk and began going over my scheduled tasks from our meeting, the Text Message notification chimed on my cell phone. It was from Heather. I assumed she must be texting me to ask where I was, as I had forgotten.