I wondered again how it could be so tight and still be able to fit my cock in. My right hand was longing for a tiny tit, and it moved up to grab one. ...er cunt made a slight squishing noise as I pumped in and out.Suddenly, something bumped my hip. I looked down to see the damn dog standing next to me. His tail was wagging amiably and he was grinning, but those big teeth reminded me of the word Protective. I pulled my sticky fingers out carefully, I didn’t want to get bitten.“Baron, go away!” She. Beck laid back down next to her, and just be even, laid facedown as well. "Do you want to have sex with me?" Sam asked, pretty quietly.Beck went stiff at the question. Sure he was very into this girl, but this was a really forward question, and maybe the possibility had arisen, but still, they would only be each other's second really. And that was something kinda big."Umm... I don't know, Sam. That's kind of a big deal." I know. I'm really into you, and this is going really well, and I'll be. I was mortified as he was a lovely dog, and stammered, “I ... I’m ... so ... sorry.”Lauren said sternly and with a voice that carried so much authority, “Don’t say sorry. You need to pay for your incompetent driving.”I was so taken aback. “Of course, Lauren. Erm, how much?”Lauren said an angry, “Huh! Not with money but with your bottom.”“My bottom?” I asked in total surprise.Lauren stormed past me and into my dining room. I followed her, feeling unsure and apprehensive. Then I saw the. In front of me was a smart business woman who looked readyfor her high powered executive position. A sharp contrast to my own job,a technical writer for a copyright firm. I took the jacket off and hungit up in the wardrobe.Then I headed to my office and booted up my desktop tower. I headeddownstairs to the kitchen and prepared myself a cup of coffee. Headingupstairs I paused outside the master bedroom. Was I really thinking whatI was thinking? I shook the thought from my head. I opened up the.