He put any spilled hangers back on the bar and reached down to grab the mannequin."Holy shit!” he exclaimed at his first touch. The skin was so soft...and life-like. He dragged his fingers over a pliant but solid arm, stopping as he reached the shoulder. He stepped back to admire the inanimate model, noting the exquisite detail, even on the breasts filling the black mesh bra.He examined the mannequin from head to toe, realizing that he`d never seen another like it. She stood about five foot and. I’ll give you credit. You know what you’re doing. Your fingers slip out and you rub my swollen clit. It feels so good and I grip your cock harder. You bite my shoulder again, groaning and thrusting against my hand, your cock brushing up against my body and leaving droplets of pre-cum on my stomach. My need opens up into a yearning abyss of desire. “I want…you…inside me!” I breathe the words into your ear. You smile that crooked smile of yours and you reach up and switch off the lights. You. “George how old is it “ asks tim“oh 17 I guess “ replies george“i thought he was in his mid 20’s “ greg said with a bit of surpise in his voice. “The male mutts are stronger, bulkier than the females and grow quiker that female mutts I suppose, which is why you only male mutts in arena fights”“Don’t female mutts fight? “ I ask george“Well they do fight the mandatory once every 6 month fight conducted by the government, other than that you don’t see much, they don’t bring much money you see. "Like what, Mom?" Mickey said in a theatrically soft voice. "Like someone who's not ashamed of how they look?" Well ... yes! No!" the confused woman admitted. "Anthony, talk to your daughter!" How was school today?" he asked behind his newspaper."Great! I learned I shouldn't be ashamed of my body, Daddy!" she said. "And I realized I love my voice!" I do, too," he said, looking around the Business section. "I'm glad you're starting to feel that way. But your Mom has boobie issues." Michaela, you.