"Rose Ann looked confused."Flowers for the deflowering," I told her, answering her unasked question.She burst out laughing. "Oh, God! 'Deflowering...'...that sounds so... So... I don't know what it sounds like, but it doesn't exactly shout romance!" Wouldst M'Lady prefer 'Chucking her Cherry'?" I asked, while tickling her ribs to make her laugh more."Plucking the Plum, perchance?" I asked while tickling her harder."Possibly... Popping the Persimmon?" Stop! Stop! Stop!" Rose Ann howled, trying to. Then she giggled nervously while her hand stroked the warm sheath between his hindquarter. Her fingers wanted to feel that thing that had teased her so lately. Now, she was close and her heart thumped.Tex grunted and plopped down from her onto the floor. Then lifting one hind leg he'd began licking where she'd aroused him.She felt guilty and embarrassed; but watched intently.They'd never done anything like this before.Her little brown Boxer with a stumpy tail had been for her tenth birthday. “Not as much as you’d love to do it to me.”I squeezed my trackies round my cock.I wanted to get on top of my horny mate. I wanted to straddled him. I wanted to whip his jock down and eat his arse. I wanted to put my cock inside him and shag the arse off him. Oh fuck. What was he doing to me?I sat there stroking my cock through my trackies and I got carried away with my dirty thoughts, closed my eyes and thought about doing all them naughty things with my mate. I must have had my eyes closed for. Then her feet were kicked apart. She had to arch her back justto keep from falling down. Bobbie Sue watched, as a young woman came out of a nearby coffee shop. Shegave some coffee to the older policewoman, who thanked the woman with a strongkiss on the lips, before the woman ran back into the shop. "She must kiss everyone. Gee, even the police are friendly 'round here," BobbieSue thought, before she gushed, "Oh my!" Bobbie Sue was startled by pressure rubbing against her shoulders. She.