He held them up in his hand while this exhilaration surged through me. He sniffed them. Right there on the side of the highway, with cars streaming by... he sniffed my panties. Just inhaled them like he was some sort of dirty pervert. This wicked thrill ran through me at the sight of this big guy huffing the scent of my cream.“Hey, cop!” I shouted. “Give those panties back. You're getting them dirty.”“Huh?” he grunted. Then he moved forward. “Oh, right, yes, well, uh, you got to get out of the. ”“Thanks, Dave.”Two minutes later, Kimmy showed Jay Tate into my office. He sat on the couch and I sat across from him in one of the chairs. His handshake had been very much of what I would call a ‘glad hand’. His voice was very peppy and he certainly seemed very outgoing. I wondered if Keri had misjudged him. That said, even our most outgoing programmer, Terry, seemed tame by comparison.“Did Dave warn you that these interviews are usually very short?” I asked.“Yes! He said you usually just. But my mom had seen those things. I was alone in my room reading some at about 12 in the night when she walked in and saw me strocking my dick. She was really upset and hurried back. I was really scared that what will she do and couldn’t sleep all night. Well I got late in the morning as I had college and met her at the table. She was wearing a night gown and I could see her body, I resisted my self but could not help but see. She started talking in a cool manner and asked me why I read such. I watched as the dog grabbed her hips with his big paws and pulled her on to his cock They were all stroking her saying things like there’s a good little bitch we should have some nice little pups of this one lad’s. I don’t know haw many times my wife had come that night but by the sound of her she was about to come again.“Ho my god” she said as the dog began to pull away, his knot was that big I could see my wife’s pussy stretch as it came out, the dog moved to the side and began liking his.