”In the kitchen, I poured her a mug. “Milk? Sugar?”“Black, please.” She sat at the kitchen island counter.Placing the mug in front of her, I...asked, “Not that I’m complaining, but what brings you here?”She smiled. “I told you. You didn’t call.”“Was I supposed to?”She laughed. “Why do you think a girl gives a guy her number? For prosperity?”I smiled. “No. Out of pity. To make us saps feel good for a while.”Kimber laughed again, her face alive, eyes glowing. “For your information, there are very. "No, my parents were killed in a car accident. We sold the house, and kept the RV and Hummer. We are heading to our home in California with our friends. The trailer has stuff, we wanted to keep," Maria said as she took my hand."Ok, now what can you tell me about the murders?" My wife's friend, Jenny; and our friend, Vickie; had already gone inside to buy snacks. Vickie came out with the coffee for all of us while Jenny used the bathroom. Then this corvette pulled in and two men get out and went. The sun trickles in through the curtains and he can see his pet, now fully transforms and under his sheets. He kneels on the bed, reaching for the edge of the covers, slowly pulling them off to first reveal that cute little patch of fur and then the pink folds of her pussy. Missy’s legs are half open allowing him to bend closer to her crotch. He can smell the strong scent of their interactions from the night before. He kisses her folds lightly. Missy’s breathing deepens, betraying her. "I see you've met Robin Walters," Victoria entered his room with some of her printouts. She put them on the desk then crossed her arms over her breasts."Yeah, she's a little on the cute side." You guys have a nose for hot little girls, don't you."Whispering, "I've got a nose for my wife's pussy. I can almost smell it from here. Are you sure you're not playing with yourself in your office? Don't I give you enough for you to get by anymore? Are we going to have rent a room at lunch to quench.