And in that instant I could smell how wet and hot she was. I became rock hard. “Sit down!” I said loudly. She ran her hand up and down between her...crack. “Sit down and buckle up!” I said firmly. “Fine!” she said. She sat down and buckled up. But I could still smell her pussy. She had always been a wet one, and soon after she sat down I could smell her wetness as it seeped through her dress, ran down her crack and soaked her asshole. My hand instinctively pressed my crotch. Finally we get to her. Under him she’s laughing, yelping in surprise and delight... “OOoohhhh!” – over him, Jenna is pulling at his paws and chasing him, “Bad boy ... Bad boy ... Wrong end!”We cut to a shot, a few seconds later, the dog has been repositioned – assisted – and mounted on our guest’s raised rear, his front legs wrapped around her, his hindlegs straining, almost vertical, thigh muscles popping as he tries to force his dick back into her flesh ... Jenna is behind him, helping to position him and reaching. He'd seen the weapon fall down behind the bed while Bobby was otherwise engaged with Cathy and his wife. With lightning speed, Dick let fly with a sickeningly heavy right which caught Bobby squarely on the jaw.Cathy screamed and tried to help her son, but Kevin grabbed her from behind and held the cursing woman tightly as his father secured the semi-conscious Bobby in a painful headlock."Quick Honey, get the gun!" he panted, "It's down behind the bedhead!"Lisa scrambled to the top of the bed. Everything's perfect. I just have to finalize some things. I'll tell you about it later." If you need help, take Ann or some of the others with you." No, Mom. It isn't anything like that."Diana stared at her daughter, knowing there was something Arlene was keeping from her, but thinking it might be a surprise, the mother smiled. "Sure. We have more help than we need. I just thought..." But she stopped herself. Arlene would tell her when the time was right.After mother and daughter hugged,.