" Mike could feel the weight of shame in Jennifer's words."Take your time, Jenna. Take your time and just tell me what happened." I just freaked out,"...Jennifer repeated. "I would never do something like that. I just wouldn't. But I did ... I..." Mike could tell that his caller couldn't form the words to confess to her deeds, so he tried to gently lead her."Did you strike him, Jenna?" While Jennifer was aghast at what she had actually done, she was shocked at the suggestion that she would hit. I knew that with very little force Buster's Cock would slide out the end of the sheath allowing my aching pussy to caress his beautiful bone.Dan was still out of the room when I presented myself to Buster and he had no problem mounting me his cock rubbing against my smooth moons, I looked back to see the tip beginning to slip through the tip of the torn condom and the little pee slit of his cock oozed with thin clear dog cum. Of course I couldn't let Dan see the condom was ripped, I needed to. The poor SOB picked the wrong week to play practical jokes on me.Sheila:Sundays are usually good days: work out; catch up on paperwork; work through the images files for the week. If I am lucky, there is time for A Game of Thrones. This Sunday would be very different. It started with a few phone calls.The first was from Sean. He wanted to meet and suggested Cianfrani's when Charles would be present. I formed an image of Charles, caught with his hand in the cookie jar. This would be choice. I. I wondered what would get you out of my bed. I should have known it was food.” She said with a smile as her arms when around his waist.She kissed his earlobe, “You are a fine young man. You’ll steal all of the girl’s hearts. You’ve already stolen mine ... and Sandy’s!”He blushed, particularly when he thought back to that birthday slumber party with Kristy, Jennie, and Sandy. Just thinking about it made him heat up, waking his little man again. He quickly wondered what his mom would have thought.